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PSALMS  AND  HYMNS 


REFORMED  PROTESTANT  DUTCH  CHURCH 


NORTH   AMERICA. 


AUTHORISED  BY  THE  GENERAL  SYNOD  TO  BE  USED  IDT 
THE  CHURCHES  UNDER  THEIR  CARE 


"'  Let  the  word  of  Christ  dwell  in  you  richly  in  all  wisdom,  teaching 
and  admonishing:  one  another  in  Psalms  and  Hymns  and  Spiritui  1 
Songs,  singing  with  grace  in  your  hearts  unto  the  Lord.1  •  -Col.  iii.  i6 


PHILADELPHIA  : 

MENTZ    &    ROVOUDT, 

SUCCESSORS    TO    G.    W.    MENTZ   &    SON 

S3    NORTH   THIRD   ST. 

1850. 


Entered,  according  to  the  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1847, 
by  Isaac  Young,  (on  behalf  of  the  General  Synod  of  the 
Reformed  Protestant  Dutch  Church,)  in  the  clerk's  office  of 
the  District  Court  of  the  Southern  District  of  New  York. 


STEREOTYPED    BY    J.     FAQ  AN. 
PRINTED    BY     I.     A3H:JRAP. 


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BRIEF  NOTICE 

Of  the  Psalms  and  Hymns  used  by  the  Reformed 
Protestant  Dutch  Church. 


It  has  ever  been  a  principle  of  the  Church  that  no  Psalms  nor 
Hymns  may  be  publicly  sung  in  the  Reformed  Protestant  Dutch 
Churches,  but  such  as  are  approved  and  recommended  by  the  Gene- 
ral Synod.  Previously  to  the  American  Revolution,  the  psalmody  of 
the  Church  embraced  only  the  psalms  in  the  Dutch  language,  usually 
bound  up  in  tike  Bibles  then  in  common  use.  The  version  approved 
by  the  Synod  was  that  of  Dathenus.  In  addition  to  this,  the  new 
version  of  psalms  and  hymns  compiled  and  adopted  in  the  Nether- 
lands, in  the  year  1773,  was  subsequently  approved.  After  the  period 
of  the  American  Revolution,  when  it  was  found  necessary  to  intro- 
duce English  singing,  the  Rev.  Dr.  Livingston  compiled  a  book  of 
Psalms  and  Hymns  in  the  English  language,  which  was  published, 
with  the  express  approbation  and  recommendation  of  the  General 
Synod,  in  the  year  1 789.  This  book  continued  in  use  in  the  churches 
'until  the  year  1812,  when,  at  the  instance  of  the  Classis  of  New 
Vork,  the  Particular  Synod  of  New  York  referred  the  subject  rela- 
tive to  the  revision  of  the  Psalms  and  Hymns  then  in  use,  to  the 
General  Synod.  The  reference  was  favourably  entertained  by  the 
Synod,  and  they  requested  the  Rev.  Professor  Livingston  to  make  the 
selection  of  Psalms  and  Hymns,  agreeably  to  the  views  then  expressed, 
and  appointed  a  committee  to  whom  the  same  should  be  submitted 
for  their  examination  and  approval.  At  the  session  of  the  Synod, 
held  in  October,  1813,  this  committee  reported  in  favour  of  the  selec- 
tion, and  the  Synod  accordingly  adopted  it,  entered  upon  then  records 
a  minute  highly  complimentary  to  the  distinguished  compiler,  and 
made  the  necessary  arrangements  for  its  publication  and  introduction 
into  the  public  worship  of  the  churches. 

In  the  year  1830,  the  General  Synod  deemed  it  expedient  that  an 
additional  number  of  hymns  should  be  added  to  those  contained  in 
the  book  then  in  use,  and  accordingly  a  committee  was  appointed  to 
make  a  selection,  on  a  variety  of  subjects,  with  a  view  to  constitute  a 

(3) 


IV  NOTICE. 

second  book  of  hymns.  At  the  next  session  of  the  Synod,  tl,is 
committee  reported  a  selection  of  172  additional  hymns,  which  were 
approved,  ordered  to  be  published  as  a  second  book  of  hymns,  and 
Authorised  to  be  used  in  all  the  churches.  At  the  instance  of  the 
iteneral  Synod's  Sabbath-School  Board,  a  committee  was  appointed 
it  the  meeting  of  the  Synod,  in  June  1842,  to  compile  a  book  for  the 
*se  of  the  Sabbath-Schools  of  the  church.  The  selection,  as  report- 
«U  by  the  committee,  embraced  many  hymns  suitable  for  social  as 
veil  as  Sabbath-School  worship.  It  was  approved  by  the  Synod,  in 
.ne  year  1843,  and  ordered  to  be  published,  under  the  title  of  the 
Social  and  Sabbath-School  Hymn  Book."  The  Board  of  Sabbath- 
School  Union  being  about  to  publish  a  second  edition  of  this  book, 
-equested,  in  the  year  1845,  that  the  Synod  would  furnish  an  additional 
iiumber  of  hymns  for  the  purpose  of  filling  up  certain  blank  pages  on 
ne  last  sheet  of  the  work.  On  considering  this  request,  the  Synod 
esolved,  in  view  of  the  fact  that  the  Hymns  now  authorised  to  be 
lsed  by  the  churches  were  comprised  in  three  separate  books,  and 
nat  still  additional  Hymns  on  certain  subjects  were  needed,  to  refer 
ne  whole  subject  of  the  Hymn  Book  to  a  committee,  to  consider  th« 
Onportance  of  a  new  arrangement,  and  with  instructions  to  report 
ach  new  Hymns  as  would  make  the  collection  more  complete.  At 
the  meeting  of  the  General  Synod  in  June,  1846,  this  committee  pre- 
sented their  report  recommending  such  new  arrangement,  and  at 
the  same  time  submitting  a  selection  of  hymns  on  a  variety  of  sub- 
jects, to  the  number  of  three  hundred  and  forty-two.  The  hymna 
thus  submitted  were  approved  by  the  Synod,  and  the  committee  were 
authorised  to  complete  the  work,  and  prepare  the  whole  for  pub- 
lication as  speedily  as  convenient.  The  Board  of  Direction  were  also 
empowered  to  carry  out  the  necessary  arrangements  for  printing  the 
same.  All  this  has  been  done,  and  the  present  work  is  the  result 
of  such  action.  The  book  thus  completed  will  compare  favourably 
with  the  various  selections  used  by  the  several  denominations  oJ 
Christians  in  our  land,  and  it  is  fervently  hoped  will  prove  a  happy 
auxiliary  in  promoting  the  devotions,  public,  social,  and  private,  of 
the  members  of  our  Church. 

THOMAS  M.  STRONG, 
Stated  Clerk  of  General  Synod. 
New  York,  June,  1847. 


INDEX 


TO   THE 

SUBJECTS  OF  THE  PSALMS. 


ADAM,  first  and  second,  Psalm  8. 

Afflicted,  pity  to  them,  35, 41 ;  support- 
ed, 65,  145,  146 ;  their  prayer,  102, 
143;  happy,  73,  94,  119,  14th  part. 

Afflictions,  hope  in  them,  13,  42,  76  j 
support,  119,  14th  part;  instruction 
by  them,  94,  1 19,  ISth  part ;  sanctified, 
94.  119,  18th  part;  courage  iu  them, 
119,  17th  part;  removed  by  prayer, 
34,  107  ;  submission  to  them,  39,  123, 
131;  in  mind  and  body,  143;  trying 
our  graces,  66,  119,  17th  part;  with- 
out rejection,  89 ;  of  saints  and  sinners 
different,  94  ;  gentle,  103;  moderated, 
125 ;  very  great,  77,  102,  143. 

Aged  saint's  reflection,  71. 

All-seeing  God,  139. 

Angels,  guardian,  34,  91 ;  all  subject  to 
Christ,  89  ;  worship  Christ,  97 ;  praise 
the  Lord,  103  ;  present  in  churches, 
138. 

Appeal  to  God  against  persecutors,  7 ; 
concerning  our  sincerity,  139  ;  humi- 
lity, 131;  Searcher  of  hearts,  119,21st 
part. 

Ascension  of  Christ,  24,  47,  68,  110. 

Assistance  from  God,  138,  144. 

Atheism  of  the  heart,  54;  practical,  12, 
14,  36 ;  punished,  10. 

Attributes  of  God,  36,  111,  145, 147. 

Authority  from  God,  75,  82. 

Backsliding,  25;  restored,  51;  pardon- 
ed, 78,  130. 

Blessing  of  God  in  this  life,  127. 

Blessings  of  a  family.  128,  133 ;  of  a 
nation,  144,  157 ;  of  the  country,  65, 
147;  of  a  person,  1,  32,  1 12. 

Blood  of  Christ  cleansing,  5 1,  69. 

Book  of  nature  and  scripture,  19,  119, 
4th  part :  happiness,  147. 

Brotherly  love,  133;  reproof,  141. 

Business  of  life  blessed,  127. 


Care  of  God  over  his  saints,  34. 

Charity  to  the  poor,  37,  41,  112;  and 
justice,  15,  112;  mixed  with  impre- 
cations, 35. 

Children  praising  God,  8 ;  blessings, 
127,  128  ;  instructed,  34,  78. 

Christ  the  second  Adam,  8  ;  his  all-suf- 
ficiency, 16;  his  ascension,  24, 68, 110; 
the  church's  foundation,  118 ;  the 
shepherd,  23;  his  coming,  the  signs 
of  it,  12;  covenant  made  with  him, 
89 ;  first  and  second  coming,  96,  97, 
98  :  the  true  David,  35  S9  ;  his  death 
and  resurrectinn,  16,22,69;  the  eter- 
nal Creator,  112  ;  exalted  to  the  king- 
dom, 2.  8,  21,  72,  110  ;  our  example, 
109;  faith  in  his  blood,  41;  God  and 
man,  86 :  his  Godhead,  102 ;  our  hope, 
4,  51;  his  incarnation  and  sacrifice, 
40;  the  king  and  the  church  his 
spouse,  45;  his  kingdom  among  Gen- 
tiles, 72,  87,  132 ;  his  love  to  enemies, 
35,  109;  his  majesty,  97,  99;  his 
mediatorial  kingdom,  89,  110;  his 
obedience  and  death,  69  ;  his  personal 
glories, 45  ;  priest  and  king,  110 ;  his 
resurrection  on  the  Lord's  day,  118; 
our  strength  and  righteousness,  71  J 
his  sufferings  and  kingdom,  2,  22,69; 
his  sufferings,  69;  his  zeal  and  re- 
proaches, 69. 

Christians,  qualifications,  15, 24 ;  church 
made  of  Jews  and  Gentiles,  87. 

Church,  its  beauty,  45,  48,  112;  the 
birth-place  of  saints,  87 ;  built  on 
Jesus  Christ,  118;  delight  and  safety 
in  it,  27,  48,  84;  destruction  of  ene- 
mies proceeds  thence,  70;  gathered 
and  settled,  132;  privileges,  132;  of 
the  Gentiles,  45,  47;  God  fights  for 
her,  10,  20, 46  ;  God's  presence  there, 
84,  132 ;  God's  special  delight,  87, 
132;  God's  garden,  92;  going  to  it, 

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VI 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


122:  the  house  and  care  of  God,  135; 
of  the  Jews  and  Gentiles,  87 ;  its  in- 
crease, 67;  prayer  in  distress,  80; 
restored  by  prayer,  85,  102,  107 ;  its 
safety,  46;  is  the  safety  and  honour 
of  a  nation,  48  ;  the  spouse  of  Christ, 
45;  its  worship  and  order,  43  ;  wrath 
against  enemies  proceeds  thence,  76. 

Comfort,  holiness  and  pardon,  4,  32, 
119,  1 1th  and  12th  parts;  and  support 
in  God,  16,  94;  from  ancient  provi- 
dence, 77,  143 ;  of  life  blessed,  127 ; 
and  pardon,  130. 

Company  of  saints,  16,  109. 

Complaint  of  absence  from  public  wor- 
ship, 42;  of  sickness,  3;  desertion. 
13,  88;  pride,  atheism,  10,  12;  of 
temptations,  13 ;  general,  102 ;  of 
quarrelsome  neighbours,  120 ;  of  af- 
flictions in  mind  and  body,  143. 

Compassion  of  God,  113,  145,  147. 

Communion  with  saints,  106,  133. 

Confession  of  our  poverty,  16;  of  sin, 
repentance,  and  pardon,  32,  38,  51, 
130,  143. 

Conscience,  tender,  119,  13th  part;  its 
guilt  relieved,  32,  38,  51,  130. 

Contention  complained  of,  120. 

Converse  with  God,  63,  1 19,  2d  part. 

Conversion  and  joy,  126 ;  at  the  ascen- 
sion of  Christ,  110;  of  Jews  and  Gen- 
tiles, 87,  S6,  106. 

Corruption  of  manners  general,  11,  12. 

Counsel  and  support  from  God,  16,  119. 

Courage  in  death,  16,  17,  71  J  in  perse- 
cution, 1 19,  17th  part. 

Covenant  made  with  Christ,  89;  of 
grace  unchangeable,  89,  106. 

Creation  and  providence,  33,  104,  135, 
136,  147,  148. 

Creatures,  no  trust  in  them,  34, 62, 146 ; 
rain,  33;  praising  God,  148. 

Day  of  humiliation  in  war,  60. 

Death  and  resurrection  of  Christ,  16, 
69;  of  saints  and  sinners,  17,  37,  49  ; 
and  sufferings  of  Christ,  22,  69  :  deli- 
verance from  it,  31;  and  pride,  49; 
and  the  resurrection,  49,  71, 89 ;  cou- 
rage in  it,  16,  17, 23 ;  the  effect  of  sin, 
90. 

Defence  in  God,  3,  121  ;  and  salvation 
in  God,  18,  61. 

Delaying  sinners  warned,  95. 

Delight  in  the  law  of  God,  119,  5th,  Sth 
and  18th  parts;  in  God,  IS,  42,  63, 
73,84. 

Deliverance,  88;  from  despair,  18;  from 
deep  distress,  34,  40  ;  from  death,  31, 
118;  from  oppression,  56;  from  per- 
•ecution,  53,  94  ;  by  prayer,  34,  40, 
85,  126  ;  from  slander,  31;  surprising, 
126;  from  temptation,  3,  6,  13,  18; 
from  a  tumult,  118. 


Desertion  and  distress  of  soul.  13, 25, 38, 
143. 

Desire  of  knowledge,  119,  9th  part;  of 
holiness,  119,  11th  part;  of  comfort 
and  deliverance,  119,  12th  part;  of 
quickening  grace,  119,  10th  part. 

Despair  and  hope  in  death,  1',  49  ;  de- 
liverance from  it,  IS,  130. 

Devotion,  daily,  55,  134,  139,  141. 

Direction  and  pardon,  23 ;  and  defence 
prayed  for,  5  ;  and  hope,  42. 

Disease.     See  Sickness. 

Distress  of  soul,  25;  relieved,  51,  88, 
130. 

Dominion  over  creatures,  S. 

Doubts  suppressed,  3,  31,  143. 

Drunkard  and  glutton,  117,  79. 

Duty  to  God  and  man,  15,  24. 

Education,  religious,  34,  73. 

Egypt's  plagues,  105. 

End  of  the  righteous  and  wicked,  1, 37. 

Enemies  overcome,  18  ;  prayed  for,  35, 
119;  destroyed,  12,48,  70. 

Envy  and  unbelief  cured,  37,  49. 

Equity  and  wisdom  of  Providence,  9. 

Evening  psalm,  4,  139,  141. 

Evidences  of  grace,  26 ;  of  sincerity, 
18,  19,  139. 

Evil  times,  12;  neighbours,  120;  ma- 
gistrates, 1 1,  58,  82. 

Exaltation  of  Christ  to  the  kingdom, 
2,21,22,  69,  72,  110. 

Examination,  26,  139. 

Exhortations  to  peace,  34. 

Faith  of  persecuted  saints,  35;  in  the 
blood  of  Christ,  32,  51;  in  divine 
grace  and  power,  62,  130. 

Faithfulness  of  God,  39,  105,  111,  145, 
146;  of  man,  15,  141. 

Falsehoods  12;  deliverance  from  them, 
12,56. 

Family  government,  101 ;  love  and 
worship,  133;  blessings,  128. 

Fears  and  doubts  suppressed,  3,  31,  34  : 
in  the  worship  of  God,  89,  99;  of 
God,  1 19,  13th  part. 

Flattery  complained  of,  12,36. 

Formal  worship,  50. 

Frailty  of  man,  89,  90,  144. 

Fretfulness  discouraged,  37. 

Friendship,  its  blessings,  133;  unfaith- 
ful friends,  31. 

Funeral  psalm,  86,  90. 

Gentiles  given  to  Christ,  2,  22,  72; 
church,  45,  65,  72,  87;  owning  the 
true  God,  47,  96,  98. 

Glory  of  God  in  our  salvation,  69;  and 
grace  promised,  84,  89,  97. 

God  all  in  all,  127  ;  all-seeing.  139 ;  all- 
sufficient,  16,  33;  his  attributes  and 
providence,  36,  65,  147 ;  his  care  ot 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Vll 


faints,  7, 34 ;  creation  and  providence, 
33,  104,  &c.;  his  hand,  75;  our  de- 
fence, 3,  33,  61,  115;  eternal,  and 
sovereign,  and  holv,  93  ;  eternal,  and 
man  mortal,  90,  102  ;  faithfulness,  SO, 
105,  111;  glorified, and  sinners  saved, 
69  ;  goodness,  and  mercy,  and  truth, 
145,  146  ;  power  and  goodness,  66  ; 
great  and  good,  68,  144,  145,  147; 
heart-searching,  139;  nur  onlv  hope, 
142;  the  judge,  9,  50,  97  ;  kind  to  his 
people,  145,  146 ;  his  majesty,  97 ; 
and  condescension,  113,  144;  mercy 
and  truth,  36,  89,  103,  145;  made 
man;  S ;  of  nature  and  grace,  65  ;  our 
portion,  and  Christ  our  hope,  4,  73 ; 
his  power  and  majesty,  98,  89, 93, 96  ; 
our  preserver,  121,  138  :  present  in 
his  churches,  84 ;  our  refuge,  46  ;  his 
sovereignty  and  goodness  to  man,  8, 
113,  144;  our  comfort,  94;  governor, 
75,  82,  93;  his  vengeance  and  com- 
passion, 68,  97;  unchangeable,  89, 
111;  his  universal  dominion,  103; 
his  wisdom  in  his  works,  111,  139; 
worthy  of  all  praise,  143,  146,  150. 

Good  works,  15.  24,  112 

Goodness  of  God,  8,  103,  111,  145,  146. 

Gospel,  19,  45,  110;  joyful  sound,  89, 
58 ;  worship  and  order,  48. 

Government  of  Christ,  45;  from  God, 
75. 

Grace,  its  evidences,  26,  130;  above 
riches,  144;  without  merit,  16,  32; 
of  Christ,  45,  72 ;  and  providence,  83, 
86,  135,  136,  147;  preserving  and 
restoring,  138;  truth  and  protection 
67:  tried  by  affliction,  17,  66,  12?, 
and  glory,  82,  97  ;  pardoning   130. 

Guilt  of  conscience  relieved,  32,  38,  51, 


Hallelujah,  150. 

Happy  saint  and  cursed  sinner,  1. 

Harvest,  65,  126,  147. 

Health,  sickness,  and  recovery,  6,  30, 
31 ;  prayer  for,  6,  38,  39. 

Heart  known  to  God,  139. 

Hearing  of  prayer  and  salvation,  4,  10, 
26,  102.         " 

Heaven  and  resurrection,  17;  the  saints' 
dwelling-place,  24. 

Holiness,  pardon,  4;  desired,  119,  2d 
part;  professed,  119,  3d  part,  139. 

Hope  in  darkness,  13,  17,  73 ;  of  resur- 
rection, 16,  71;  in  death,  17,  49; 
prayer,  27;  for  victory,  21 ;  and  di- 
rection, 42;  in  afflictions,  42,  143. 

Hosanna  of  the  children,  8;  for  the 
Lord's  day,  1 18. 

Humiliation  day,  10;    for  disappoint- 
ment, 60. 
Humility  and  submission,  131,  139. 

Hypocrites  and  hypocrisy,  11,  53. 


Idolatry  reproved,  16,  1 15,  135. 

Imprecations  and  charity,  35. 

Incarnation,  96, 97,  9S  ;  and  sacrifice  of 
Christ,  40, 

Infants,  139.     See  Children. 

Instruction,  25  ;  from  scripture,  119,  4th 
and  7th  parts ;  in  piety,  34. 

Israel  saved  from  the  Assyrians,  76; 
saved  from  Egypt,  and  brought  to 
Canaan,  77, 105, 107, 135, 136  ;  rebellion 
and  punishment,  78;  punished  and 
pardoned,  106,  107;  travels,  107,  114. 

Jehovah,  68,  83 ;  reigns,  94,  96,  97. 
Joy  of  conversion,  1 16.     See  Ddight. 
Judgment  and  mercy,  9,  68 ;  day,  1,  26, 

50.97,98,  149;  seat,  9. 
Justice   of  providence,  9;   and    truth 

towards  men,  15. 
Justification  free,  22,  130. 

Knowledge  desired,  19,  119,  9th  part. 

Law  of  God,  delight  in  it,  119. 

Liberality  rewarded,  41,  112. 

Life  and  riches,  their  vanity,  49  ;  short 
and  feeble,  39,  89,  90,  144. 

Longing  after  God,  72,  63. 

Lord's-day  psalm,  92,  8,  11 ;  morning^ 
5,  19,  63. 

Love  of  God  to  the  righteous,  and  hatred 
to  the  wicked,  1, 1 1 ;  to  our  neighbour, 
15;  of  Christ  to  sinners,  35;  of  God, 
63 ;  of  God  unchangeable,  89,  106  ;  U» 
enemies,  35,  109 ;  brotherly,  133. 

Luxury,  78 ;  pardoned,  107. 

Magistrates  warned,  58,  82;  qualificv 

tions,  101 ;  raised  and  deposed,  75. 
Majesty  of  God,  68.     See  God. 
Man,  his  vanity  as  mortal,  39,  89,  144; 

mortal,  and  Christ  eternal,  102;  won* 

derful  formation,  139. 
Marriage  mystical,  45. 
Master  of  a  family,  101. 
Meditation,  1, 63,  1 19, 5th  and  6th  parts. 
Melancholy  reproved,  42 ;  and  hope, 

77 ;  removed,  126. 
Mercies,  68,   103;    innumerable,   139: 

everlasting,  136;  recorded,  107;  and 

judgment,  9 ;  and  truth  of  God,  36, 

89,  103.  136,  145   146. 
Merit  disclaimed,  16. 
Midnight  thoughts,  63,  1 19, 5th  and  6th 

parte,  130. 
Ministers  ordained,  132. 
Miracles  in  the  wilderness,  114. 
Morning  psalm,  3,  1 14 ;  of  a  sabbath,  5, 

19,  63. 
Mortality  of  man,  39,  49,  90  ;  and  hope, 

89;  God's  eternity,  90,  102. 

Nation's  prosperity,  67,  144;  blesjed 
and  punished,  107. 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


National  deliverance,  75,  76,  124,  126. 
Nature  and  scripture,  19,  119,  7th  part ; 
of  maj,  139. 

Obedience,  sincere.  18,  32,  139;  better 

than  sacrifice,  50. 
Old  age,  death, 

71,81. 


i;  and  resurrection, 


Pardon,  4  ;  of  backsliding,  78;  and  di- 
rection, 25 ;  prayed  for,  38 ;  and  con- 
fession, 32  ;  of  original  and  actual  sin, 
51 ;  plentiful  with  God,  130. 

Patience  under  afflictions,  39 ;  under 
persecutions,  37,  44  ;  in  darkness,  77, 
130,  131. 

Peace  and  holiness  encouraged,  34 ; 
with  men  desired,  120. 

Perfections  of  God,  111,  136,  145. 147. 

Persecuted  saints,  their  prayer  and  faith, 
35,  44,  74,  80, 83. 

Persecution,  deliverance  from  it,  7,  53, 
94;  courage  in  it,  119,  17th  part. 

Persecutors  punished,  7,  75,  129,  149; 
their  folly,  14  ;  complained  of,  35,  44, 
74,  80,  S3 ;  deliverance  from  them,  9, 
10,  94. 

Perseverance,  138;  in  trials,  119,  17th 
part. 

Persona]  glories  of  Christ,  45. 

Pestilence,  preservation  in  it,  91. 

Piety,  instructions  therein,  34. 

Pleading  without  repining,  39,  123;  the 
promises,  119,  10th  part. 

Poor,  charity,  15,  37.  41,  112. 

Portion  of  saints  and  sinners,  11,  17,  37. 

Poverty  confessed,  15. 

Power  and  majesty  of  God,  68,  89,  145. 
See  God. 

Practical  atheism,  14,  36,  53. 

Praise  to  God  from  children,  8;  for 
creation  and  providence,  33,  104 ;  to 
our  Creator,  148  ;  for  eminent  deli- 
verances, 34,  118;  general  86,  145, 
150;  for  the  gospel,  98;  for  health 
restored,  20,  1 16 ;  for  hearing  prayer, 
66,  102 ;  to  Jesus  Christ,  45 ;  from  all 
nations,  1 17 ;  and  prayer  public,  65  ; 
for  protection,  57 ;  for  providence  and 
grace,  36;  for  rain,  95,  147  ;  from  the 
saints,  149,  150;  temporal  blessings, 
68,  147;  for  temptations  overcome, 
18;  in  war,  IS. 

Prayer  heard,  4,  34,  65,  66;  in  time  of 
war,  20;  and  hope  of  victory,  20; 
and  praise  public,  65 ;  and  hope,  27 ; 
in  church's  distress,  80;  heard  and 
Zion  restored,  102  ;  and  faith  of  per- 
secuted saints,  35,  37,  56  ;  and  praise 
for  deliverance,  34,  38 ;  fervency  in, 
119,  19th  part. 

Preserving  grace,  138. 

Preservation  in  public  dangers,  46,  91, 
112;  daily,  121. 


Pride  and  atheism  punished,  10,  12; 
and  death,  49. 

Priesthood  of  Christ,  51,  110. 

Princes  vain  62,  147. 

Profession  of  sincerity,  repentance,  &c, 
119,  3d  part,  139;  false,  50. 

Promises  and  threatenings,  81;  pleaded, 
1 19,  10th  part. 

Prosperity  dangerous,  55,  73. 

Prosperous  sinners,  37,  49,  73. 

Protection,  truth  and  grace,  57;  by  day 
and  night,  121. 

Providence,  9 ;  and  creation,  33,  136, 
136  ;  and  grace,  36,  147  ;  and  perfec- 
tions of  God,  36 ;  its  mystery  unfold, 
ed,  73 ;  recorded,  77,  78,  107 ;  in  air, 
earth  and  sea,  35, 65,  89, 104, 107, 147. 

Prudence  and  zeal,  39. 

Psalm  for  soldiers,  18,  60;  for  old  age, 
71 ;  for  husbandmen,  65 ;  for  a  fune- 
ral, 89,  90;  for  the  Lord's  day,  92; 
before  prayer,  95 ;  before  sermon,  95 ; 
for  magistrates,  101 ;  for  households, 
101;  for  mariners,  107;  for  gluttona 
and  drunkards,  107  ;  for  America,  107. 

Public  praise  for  private  mercies,  116, 
118;  for  deliverance,  124;  worship, 
absence  from  it  complained  of,  24 ; 
prayer  and  praise,  65,  84. 

Punishment  of  sinners,  111,  37;  and 
salvation,  78,  81,  108. 

Purposes,  holy,  1 19,  15th  part. 

Quarrelsome  neighbours,  120. 
Quickening  grace,  119,  16th  part. 

Rain  from  heaven,  65,  135,  147. 
Recovery  from  sickness,  6,  30,  116. 
Relative  duties,  35,  133. 
Religion  and  justice,  15;  in  word*  ind 

deeds,  37. 
Religious  education,  34,  78. 
Remembrance  of  former  deliverances, 

77,  143. 
Repentance,  32 ;  and  prayer  for  pardon 

and  strength,  38 ;  and  faith  in  the 

blood  of  Christ,  51. 
Reproach  removed,  31,  37. 
Resignation,  39,  123,  131. 
Resolutions,  holy,  1 19,  14th  part. 
Restoring  grace,  23,  138. 
Resurrection  and  death  of  Christ,  2,  1C  ; 

of  the  saints,  16,  17, 49, 71 ;  and  death, 

49,  71,  89. 
Reverence  in  worship,  89,  99. 
Revolution,  American,  18. 
Riches,  their  vanity,  49,  144. 
Righteousness  from  Christ,  71. 

Sacrifice,  40,  51,  69;    incarnation   of 

Christ,  40. 
Safety,  91 ;  triumph  of  the  church  In 

national  desolations,  46 ;  in  God,  61. 
Saints  happy  and  sinners  cursed,  1,  119, 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


1st  part ;  safety,  12.  46  ;  the  best  com- 
pany, 16  ;  characterized,  15,  21 ;  and 
sinners'  portion,  I,  17.  dwell  in  hea- 
ven, 15,24;  punished  and  saved,  78, 
106  ;  God's  care  of  them,  34  :  reward- 
ed at  last,  50,  90,  92 ;  and  sinners' 
end,  I,  11,37;  patience, 37;  chastised 
and  sinners  destroyed,  94;  die,  but 
Christ  lives,  102  ;  punished  and  par- 
doned. 106,  107;  conducted  to  heaven, 
106,  107 ;  tried  and  preserved,  66,  125 ; 
afflictious  moderated,  125 ;  judging 
the  world    149. 

Salvation  of  saints,  10;  and  triumph, 
18 ;  and  defence  in  God,  6 1 ;  by  Christ, 
66,  85. 

Satan  subdued,  3,  6,  13. 

Scripture  compared  with  the  book  of 
nature,  19,  1 19,  7th  part ;  instruction 
from  it,  119,4th  part;  delieht  in  it, 
119,  5th  and  18th  parts  ;  holiness  and 
comfort  from  it,  119,  6th  part:  per- 
fection of,  119,7th  part;  excellency, 
119,  8th  part ;  attended  with  the  Spi- 
rit. 119,  9th  part. 

Reasons  of  the  year,  65,  147. 

Secret  devotion,  34,  1 19  2d  part. 

Seeking  God,  27,  63. 

Self-examination,  26,  135. 

Shepherd  of  saint*  is  Jesus,  23. 

Sheep,  strayed,  119,  22d  part. 

Sick-bed  devotion.  6,  3«,  39,  116. 

Sickness  healed,  6,  36.  116. 

Signs  of  Ctrist's  comin?,  12,  96,  &c. 

Sin  of  nature,  14 ;  original  and  actual, 
51  :  and  chastisement  of  saints,  78, 
106;  universal,  14. 

Sincerity,  19,  26,  22,  139;  proved  and 
rewarded,  IS  ;  professed,  119,3d  part. 

Sinners  cursed  and  samts  happy,  1,11; 
and  saints'  portion,  I,  17,  37,  50;  ha- 
tred awl  saints'  patience,  36 ;  destroyed 
and  saints  chastised,  94  ;  sins  of  tongue, 
12.34,50. 

Slander,  31.  120. 

S  u's  in  separate  state.  17,  146. 

Spirit  given  a!  Christ's  ascension,  68 ; 
his  teaching-,  51,  1 19,  9th  part. 

Spiritual  enemies  overcome,  3,  18,  144  ; 
blessings,  81;  mindedness,  119,  2d 
part, 

Spouse  of  Christ  is  the  church,  45. 

Spring  of  the  year,  65 ;  and  summer,  65, 
104;  and  winter,  147. 

Storm  and  thunder,  29,  135.  148. 

Strength  prayed  for,  3S;  from  Christ, 
71;  of  2ra'ce,  138. 

Submission,  123,  131;  to  Christ,  2;  tc 
sxknejs.  39. 


Success  of  the  gospel,  19,  110. 
Sufferings  and  death  of  Christ,  22 ;  kins*. 

dom  of  Christ,  2,  22,  69,  1 10. 
Summer,  65 ;  and  winter,  147. 
Support,  16. 
Surety  and  sacrifice  of  Christ,  40. 

Temptations  overcome,  3,  18;  in  sick- 
ness, 6 ;  escapes  from  them,  25 ;  of 
the  devil,  13  ;  support  under  them,  3. 
55,  94. 

Tender  conscience,  119,  13th  part. 

Thanks,  public,  for  private  mercies, 
1 16,  1 18.     See  Praise. 

Threatenings  and  promises,  81. 

Thunder  and  storm,  29,  135,  136,  118. 

Times,  evil,  11,  12. 

Tongue  governed,  34,  39. 

Trial  of  our  graces  by  afflictions,  66, 
185;  of  our  hearts,  26,  139. 

Triumph  at  the  last  day,  149. 

Trust  in  creatures  vain,  62,  146. 

Truth,  grace  and  protection,  67,  14S, 
146;  deliverance  by  it,  118. 

Unbelief  cured,  37;  punished,  95. 
Unchangeable  God,  89,  111. 

Vanity  of  man  as  mortal,  39,  89,  144; 

of  life  and  riches,  40. 
Vengeance,  65;  against  the  enemies  of 

the  church,  76,  149. 
Victory  prayed  for,  20;  over  temptations, 

6,  18,  144. 
Vineyard  of  God  wasted,  80. 
Vows  paid,  116;  of  holiness,  119,  15th 

part. 

Waiting  for  direction,  25;  for  answer 

to  prayer,  85,  130,  143. 
War,  20;  disappointments,  60;  victory, 

IS;  spiritual,  IS,  144. 
Warnings  of  God  to  his  people,  SI. 
Watchfulness,  19,  141. 
Weather,  63,  107,  135,  147,  148. 
Wickedness  of  man,  14,  36,  51. 
Wisdom  of  God  in  his  works,  111. 
Works  of  creation  and  providence,  104, 

147,  14S;  and  grace,  19,  33,  111,  135, 

136  ;  profit  men,  16. 
World's  hatred,  37. 
Worship  and  order  of  the  eospel,  48; 

delight  in  it,  84  ;  with  reverence,  89, 

99;  daily,  55,  134,  141  ;  in  a  family, 

133;  public, 63,  84,  122,  132  ;  absence 

from  it,  42,  63. 

Zeal  and  prudence.  39. 
Zion,  15  :  its  privileges,  133. 


A   TABLE 

TO  FIND  ANY  PSALM,  OR  PART  OF  A  PSAIJV1 
BY  THE   FIRST  LINE. 


Alrrighty  uler  of  the  skies  •  -  -  22 
Almighty  jod,  appear  and  save  •  •  26 
Are  sinners  now  so  senseless  grown  29 
Arise,  my  gracious  God  ...  -  32 
Amid  thy  wrath  remember  love  -  72 
As  pants  "the  hart  for  cooling,  Sc.  -  78 
A  word  in  season,  spoke  with  power  97 
Are  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools  -  •  -  98 
Among  :he  assemblies  of  the  great  13S 
And  will  the  God  of  grace  -  -  -139 
Among  the  princes,  earthly  gods  -  144 
Again,  my  tongue  with  silence,  &c.  188 
Awake,  my  soul,  with  fervent,  &c  IS9 
Arise,  O  king  of  grace,  arise  -  -  -  228 
Awake,  ye  saints"  to  praise,  &c.  -  -  232 
All  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice    -  256 


Fare 
Far  as  thy  name  is  known  •  -  •  87 
From  foes  that  round  us  rise  -  -  -104 
Father,  I  sing  thy  wondrou*  grace  -  1 1 9 


For 


•shall  my  song  record 


1:9 


Behold  !  the  lofty  sky 

Behold  !  the  morning  sun  -    -    •    • 

Blest  is  the  mau,  for  ever  blest  - 
Blest  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord  - 
Behold  the  love,  the  generous  love 
Beliolo  the  blest  Redeemer  comes  - 
I- lest  is  the  man  whose  bowels  move 
fiehold  !  0  God,  what  cruel  foes  - 
Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear,  &c.  - 
Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne  -  - 
Behold  !  the  stately  cedars  stand  - 
Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone  - 
Blest  are  the  undefil'd  in  heart  -  - 
Behold  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord  - 
Blest  are  the-  sons  of  peace  •  -  - 
By  Babel's  stream  the  captive,  &c. 


Children  in  years  and,  &c.  -  - 
Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad  - 
Come,  let  our  souls  address,  &c. 
Consider  all  my  sorrows,  Lord    - 


David  rejoie'd  in  God,  his  strength  -    45 
De»p  in  our  hearts  let  us  record  -    -  1 17 


Fools  in  then  hearts  belie  ■ 


Father,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand    .    -  214 


Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame  •    56 

God  of  my  life,  look  gently  down  •    74 

God  is  our  refuge  in  distress  •    -  -    84 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God      -    •  •    87 

God  counts  the  sorrows,  &c.  •    •  -  101 

Grent  God,  indulge  my,  &c.    .    -  •  103 

Great  God,  attend  to  inv,  &c.     -  -  109 

God  of  my  childhood,  &c.  -    -    -  -122 

Great  God,  whose  universal  sway  •  123 

G  id,  mv  supporter,  and  mvhope  -  126 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel    -  -  I3S 

Great  God  attend,  while  Zioj  sings  l4l 

God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays    •  -  14"> 

God,  from  his  cloudv  cistern',  pours  176 

Give  thanks  to  God," &c.     -    -     •  •  1^0 

God  of  eternal  love 1  S3 

Give  thanks  to  God ;  he,  &c.  -    -  -  184 

God  of  my  mercv  and  m-y  praise  -  190 

Great  is  the  ljord,  his  works,  &c.  •  163 

Great  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high   -  -  231 

Give  thanks  to  God,  most  high    -  -  233 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise  -  235 

H 

How  long.  O  Lord,  &c.     -    -    -  •    27 

How  fast  their  guilty  sorrows,  &c.  -    31 

How  many  Ebenezers  stand    -    -  •    60 

How  pleasing  is  thy  voice      -    •  111 

How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long  -  123 

How  awful  is  thy  chast'i.insc  rod  -  1?? 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair  1-0 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said  -  151 

He,  that  hath  made  hisrefure  God  •  '..'6 

He  reigns;  the  Lord,  &c.  -    -    -  -164 

Hear  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face  -  171 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord  •  -  193 

How  shall  the  young  secure,  &c  204 

How  did  mv  heart  rejoice  to  hear  220 

Had  not  the  Lord,  niav  Isr.iel  say  -  221 

Happy  the  city,  where  their  sons  -  246 
(10) 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES 


tn  sn^er,  Lord,  -ebuke  me  not  • 
I  love  the  v  olume  of  thy  word  - 
In  thee, great  God,  with  songs,  &< . 
I  lift  my  soul  to  God  •  -  - 
I  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high  ■ 
Into  thy  hand,  O  God  of  truth  - 
I  wailed  patient  for  the  Lord  - 
In  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known 
It  is  the  Lord,  our  Saviour's  hand 
]  love  the  Lord  ;  he  heard,  &c.  - 
I.  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost  - 
Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  • 
llcve  thy  kingdom,  Lord  -  -  - 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  with,  &c.  - 
In  Zion's  sacred  gates    -    -    -    - 


Just  are  thy  ways,  and  true,  &c. 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  doth  condescend 
Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  lives  -  -  - 
Judge  me,  0  Lord,  and  prove,  kc. 
Judges  who  rule  the  woild,  &c.  - 
Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun  -  124 
Jesus  "iv  God,  my  all  in  all  - 
jHiovnh  reigns :  He  dwells  in  light  159 
J'  y  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come  166 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne  IS1 
Jesus,  the  Priest,  ascends  the  throne  192 


Keep  me  from  fainting  in  my  piayers  215 


Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  17 
Lord,  in  the  no-ning  thou  shalt  hear  18 
Lord,  what  was  mau,  when,  &c.  21 
Lord,  when  iniquities  abound  -  -  27 
Lord,  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove  33 
Lord,  thou  hast  form'd  my.  Rx.  -  -  35 
Lord,  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days  64 
Lord,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old  8 1 
Let  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice  -  -  -  85 
Lord,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin  -  94 
Let  sinners  take  their  course  -  -  -  100 
i-iord,  thou  hast  scourg'd  our,  &c.  -  105 
Let  God  arise  in  all  his  might  -  -115 
Lord,  when  thou  did'st  ascend  on  high  1 16 
Let  children  hear  the  mishtv  deeds  133 
Lord,  thou  hast  planted,  &c."  -  -  -137 
lord,  when  thy  vine  in  Canaan  grew  137 
Lord  of  the  world  above  -  -  -  -  141 
Lord,  thou  hast  call'd  thy,  &c.  -  143 
Lord,  in  a  day  of  pow'r  divine  -  -  148 
Lord,  if  thine  eyes  survey  our  faults  154 
Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand  •  159 
Let  Zion  in  her  sons  rejoice  -  -  -  172 
Lord,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry  1 99 
Lord,  I  esteem  thy  judements  right  205 
Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join  -  -  206 
Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word,  &c  -  207 
Lo!  what  an  entertaining  sight  -  -229 
Lord,  in  those  dark  and  dismal  days  236 
Lord,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er  241 
l&rd,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  mat  246 


Let  ev'ry  tongue  thy  mercy  speak 
Let  Zion  praise  the  mighty  God  -    • 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Loid  -    •    • 

M 

My  God,  the  tempter  would  persuade 
My  trust  is  in  my  heav'uly  n  lend  - 
My  refuge  is  the'Gnd  of  love  -  -  • 
My  God,  my  God,  why  hast  ihou  left 
Mine  eyes  and  my  desire  -  -  -  - 
My  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name  -  - 
My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men  -  - 
My  spirit  sinks  within  ine.  Lord  - 
My  God,  defend  my  cause  -  -  • 
My  God,  preserve  my  soul  -  -  - 
My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 
My  soul  of  thy  protection  sure  -  '• 
My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  -  - 
My  God,  permit  my  tongue  - 
My  God,  my  everlasting  hope 
My  Saviour,  my  Almighty  friend  - 
My  never  ceasing  songs  aft;'ll  show 
Mercy  and  judgment  a-.--  i,iy  song 
My  soul,  repeat  his  praise- 
My  soul,  thy  great  Creator  praise 
My  God,  consider  my  distress  - 
My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust 
My  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel 
My  God,  while  impious  men  - 
My  God,  accept  my  early  vows  - 
My  righteous  Judge,  &c."  -  -  - 
My  God,  my  King,  &c.      •    -    - 


N 


Now,  saith  the  spirii  of  the  Lord  • 
Now  may  the  God  o(  pow  r,  &c, 
Now  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
Now  plead  my  cause,  Almighty  God 
Now  be  my  heart  inspir'd  to  sing  - 
Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 
Not  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  uust  - 

O 
O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes  -  • 
O  God  of  grace  and  righteousness  - 
O  Lord,  our  heav'rdy  "King  -  -  • 
Our  rulers.  Lord,  with  songs,  &c.  - 
O  God  of  grace,  my  cry  attend  -  - 
O  Lord,  thy  mercy,  my  sure  hope  - 
O  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy  -  -  - 
O  thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry 
0  God  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries 
O  thou  whose  justice  reigns  on  high 
O  thou,  whose  hands  the',  kc.  -  - 
O  what  a  stiff  rebellious  house  -  ■ 
Our  God.  our  help  in  a^res  past 
O  God,  to  whom  revenge  belongs  - 
Of  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing  -  - 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul  .... 
Ohowl  lovethv  hoiv  law  -  -  - 
O  that  the  ford  would  guide,  &c.  - 
O  that  thv  statutes  ev'ry  hour  -  - 
O  thou,  whose  grace  and.  ,'-c  -  - 
O  happy  man,  whose  soul  is  fill'd  - 
Out  of  the  depths  of  long  distress    . 


175 
176 

2;c 

213 
241 
212 
2t.T 
245 
247 

15 
43 
47 
66 
83 
113 
196 

15 
V) 

2: 


12 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LL\ES. 


P  Page 

Preserve  me,  Lord,  it  time  ol  need  30 
I  raise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee  1 10 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name  231 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  &c.  •  -  -  -  249 
Praise  ye  the  Lord :  'tis  good  to  raise  251 
Praise  ye  the  Lord  :  all  nature  join  -  25S 

R 
Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord    -    61 
Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  state     152 
Return,  0  God  of  love,  return    -    -  155 
Remember  all  my  sorrows,  Lord    -  215 

S 
Save  me,  O  Lord,  from  ev'ry  foe  -  38 
Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say  -  -  54 
Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive  -  93 
Sing,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord  •  113 
Shine  on  our  land,  Jehovah,  shine  -  114 
Sure,  there 's  a  righteous  God    -    •  125 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud 138 

Salvation  is  for  ever  nigh  -  -  •  •  143 
Stretch'd  on  the  bed  of  grief  -  -  -147 
Shall  man,  0  God  of  light,  &c.  •  -  147 
Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  &c.  -  158 
SiDg  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name  -  161 
Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands  163 
Sing  to  the  Lord  most  high  •  -  -  169 
Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong  -  192 
See  what  a  living  stone  -  -  -  -  201 
Searcher  and  Saviour  of  my  soul  -  215 
Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace    -  248 

T 

The  man  is  ever  blest 13 

Th'  eternal  Son  with  pow'r  array'd  14 
Thee  will  1  love,  0  Lord,  &c.  -  -  34 
To  thine  Almighty  arm  we  owe  -  37 
To  bless  the  Lord  our  God,  &c.  -  -  3S 
The  heav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  4 1 
This  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  49 
The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light  -  -  53 
Thro'  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life  63 
The  Lord  for  ever  guards  the  just  -  65 
Tbus  1  resolv'd  before  the  Lord  •  ■  73 
Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days  •  71 
The  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love,  &c.  -  f" 
The  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face  S4 
The.  Lord,  the  Judge,  before.  &c.  90 
Thus  saith  the  I,ord  the,  &c.  -  -  91 
The  Lord,  the  Judge,  his,  &c.  -  •  92 
The  God  of  glory  sends  his,  &c.  -  93 
There  is  a  God,  all  nature  cries  -  -  97 
Tis  by  thy  strength,  the,  &c.  -  -  11 1 
Twas  for  my  sake,  eternal  God  •  -  1 1S$ 
The  mem'rv  of  Christ's  glorious  name  1 25 
To  thee,  most  hi«h  and  holy  God  -  129 
To  God  I  cried  with  mournful  voice  131 
Thro'  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God  153 

The  hcavecskiiow  thv  glory,  Lord  164 
The  Lord  is  come ;  the,  Ac.  -  -  -165 
The  Almightv  reiens',  exalted  high  165 
Toour  Almightv  Maker,  God  -  -166 
The  Lord,  Jehovah,  reigns  -  -167 
The  Lord,  the  snvVeign  King  -  176 
Thus  were  the  tribes  from,  &c.   •       181 


Pace 

To  God  the  great,  the  ever  blest  -  -  1S2 
Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord  -  IH 
Thus  the  eternal  lather  spake  -  -190 
The  Lord  appeals  my  helper  now  -  198 
This  is  the  da) ,  the  Lord  ha'h  made  200 
To  thee,  before  the  dawning  light  -  202 
Thou  art  my  portion,  (J  my  God  -  203 
Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord  -  207 
The  least,  the  feeblest  of  the  sheep  -  216 
Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest  -  217 
To  Zion's  hill  I  lift  my  eves  -  -  218 
The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  throne  'Ji9 
Thou,  Lord,  by.  strictest,  Src.  -  -  •  239 
To  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known   243 

U 
Upward  I  l:ft  mine  eyes    -    -    -    -219 
Up  from  my  yuuih  may  Israel  say  -  225 

V 
Vast  are  thy  works,  Almighty  Lord     179 
Vain  man,  on  foolish  pleasures  beut    185 

W 
Why  did  the  heathen  madly  rage  •  14 
With  mv  whole  heart,  I  '11,  &c.  -  22 
When  the  Great  Judge,  &c.  -  -  -  23 
Why  doth  the  Lord  sand  off  so  far  -  24 
Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage  •  24 
Who  shall  ascend  thy  heav'nly  place  29 
When  God  is  nighi  my  faith  is  strong  3 1 
We  love  thee,  I,ord,  and  we  adore  •  36 
Writhing  in  pa  in,  our  Saviour  pray 'd  47 
Where  shall  the  man  be  found  -  •  51 
While  I  keep ?.ilence  and  conceal  -  61 
When  man  grows  bold  in  sin  -  -  67 
Why  should  I  vex  my  soul  and  fret  09 
Why  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast  -  70 
Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow  -  88 
Why  should  the  haughty  tyrant  boast  96 
When  o'erwheim'd  with  grief  -  -  108 
We  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,thegood  1 16 
Will  God  for  ever  cast  us  off  -  -  -I?" 
When  Israel  sinn'd,  the  Lord,  &c.  -  134 
While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light  146 
Wi'h  rev'rence  let  thy  saints  appear  150 
Who  will  arise  and  plead  my  right  160 
When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex,  &c.  -  181 
When  God,  provok"d  with.  &c.  -  -  187 
When  Israel  freed  from,  &c.  •  -  -195 
What  shall  I  render  to  my  God  -  -  197 
With  my  whole  heart  I  >ve,  &c.  -  -  210 
When  pain  and  anguish  seize,  &c.  -  213 
When  God  restor'd  our  captive  state  222 
When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name  223 
Where  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  find  227 
With  all  my  pow'rs  of  heart,  &c.  -  238 
When  I  with  pleasing  wonder  stand  24G 
With  sonss  and  honours,  &c.       -       253 

Y 
Ye  sons  of  pride  that  hate  the  just  -  89 
Yet  (saith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race  152 
Ye  sons  of  men,  a  feeble  race  -  -  157 
Ye  servants  of  th'  Almighty  Kin?  -  194 
Ye  that  obey  th'  immortal  King  -  -  230 
Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join    -    •    -      2&4 


PSALMS, 


PSALM  1.     S.  M. 

The  way  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  the  wicked 

1  rilHE  man  is  ever  blest 

-*-     Who  shuns  the  sinners'  vs  ays, 
Amidst  their  councils  never  stands 
Nor  takes  the  scorner's  place. 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God 
His  study  and  delight, 

Throughout  the  labours  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He  like  a  tree  shall  thrive, 
With  waters  near  the  root : 

Fiesh  as  the  leaf  his  name  shall  live ; 
His  works  are  heavenly  fruit. 

4  Not  so  the  ungodly  race, 
They  no  such  blessings  find  ; 

Their  hopes  shall  flee  like  empty  chaif 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  stand 
Before  that  judgment-seat 

Where  all  the  saints  at  Christ's  right  hand 
In  full  assembly  meet  ? 

6  He  knows,  and  he  approves 
The  way  the  righteous  go : 

But  sinners  and  their  works  shall  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow. 

(13; 


14  PSALM  IT. 

PSALM  2      First  Part.    L.  M. 
God  the  Father  vindicates  his  Messiah. 

1  I,yHY  did  the  heathen  madly  rage, 

*  •      And  why  the  Jews  conspire  in  vain  ? 
Why  kings  and  rulers  all  engage, 
T'  oppose  Messiah's  gracious  reign  ? 

2  "Come,  let  us  break  his  bands,"  they  say, 
"  We'll  ne'er  be  govern'd  by  his  laws  :" 
And  thus  they  cast  his  yoke  away, 

And  nail'd  Messiah  to  the  cross. 

3  But  God  the  Father,  from  his  throne, 
Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controls; 
He'll  vex  their  hearts  with  pains  unknown, 
And  speak  in  thunder  to  their  souls. 

4  "I'll  vindicate  the  King  I  made, 
"  On  Zion's  everlasting  hill  : 

"  My  hand  shall  bring  him  from  the  dead, 
"And  lie  shall  reign  Messiah  still." 

PSALM  2.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 
The  Son  invested  with  the  mediatorial  Kingdom 
1   FglH'  eternal  Son,  with  power  array'd, 
-■-     Declares  th'  unchangeable  decree  ; 
"Thou  art  my  Son,"  the  Father  said 
"  This  day  have  I  begotten  thee. 

ii  "  For  sin  thou'st  offer'd  up  thy  soul, 
"  And  thou'st  a  right  to  intercede  ; 
"  Thy  life  shall  last  while  ages  roll, 
"  And  thou  shalt  see  a  num'rous  seed. 

3  "Ask  then,  my  Son,  and  I  will  give 
"  The  heathen  for  thy  vast  domain  ; 

'  The  utmost  ends  of  earth  receive, 
"And  boundless  be  thy  blessed  reign. 

4  "  But  nations,  that  resist  thy  grace, 

"  Shall  fall  beneath  thine  iron  stroke  ; 


FSALM  II,  III.  15 

**  Thy  rod  shall  crush  thy  foes  with  ease, 
44  As  potters'  earthen  work  is  broke." 

PSALM  2.     Third  Part.     L.  M. 
God  the  Holy  Ghost  exhorts  rulers  to  submission 

1  44  TVTOW,"  saith  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 

•*- *     To   those  who  sit  on  earthly  thrones  ; 
44  Rejoice  with  trembling  at  his  word, 
44  And  at  his  feet  submit  your  crowns. 

2  u  With  faith  and  love  address  the  Son, 
44  Lest  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die  ; 

44  His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown, 
44  If  ye  provoke  his  jealousy. 

3  M  His  frown  shall  drive  you  quick  to  hell, 
4  For  he  is  God,  and  ye  hut  dust. 

44  Happy  the  souls  that  know  him  well, 
"And  make  his  grace  their  only  trust!" 

PSALM  3.     First  Part.     L.  M. 
A  Morning  Psalm. 

1  f\  LORD,  how  many  are  my  foes, 
^-^   In  this  weak  state  of  flesh  and  blood 
My  peace  they  daily  discompose, 

But  my  defence  and  hope  is  God. 

2  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  evening  cry ; 
Thou  heard'st  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thy  heavenly  aid, 

I  laid  me  down  and  slept  secure ; 

Not  death  should  make  my  heart  afraid 

Tho'  I  should  wake  and  rise  no  more. 

4  But  God  sustained  me  all  the  night : 
(Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  :) 


16  PSALM  III. 

He  rais'd  my  head  to  see  the  light, 
And  makes  his  praise  my  morning  song. 

PSALM  3.    Second  Part.    C.  M. 
Doubts  and  Fears  suppressed. 

1  "IV'f  Y  God,  the  tempter  would  persuade 
_LYA  There's  no  relief  in  heaven  ; 
And  all  my  swelling  sins  appear 

Too  big  to  be  forgiven. 

2  But  thou,  my  righteousness  and  strength,, 

Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread; 
Shalt  silence  all  my  threat'ning  guilt, 
And  raise  my  drooping  head. 

3  I  cried,  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow'd  a  list'ning  ear; 
I  call'd,  My  Father,  and  my  God  ! 
And  he  subdu'd  my  fear. 

4  He  shed  soft  slumbers  on  mine  eyes, 

In  spite  of  all  my  foes; 
I  'woke,  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace 
That  guarded  my  repose. 

5  What,  tho'  the  hosts  of  death  and  hell 

All  arm'd  against  me  stood  ? 
Terrors  no  more  shall  shake  my  soul 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 

6  Arise,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glory  sing : 
For  Christ  hath  broke  the  serpent's  teetn. 
And  death  has  lost  his  sting. 

7  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  save  ; 
Blessings  attend  thy  people  hen;, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 


PSALM  IV.  17 

PSALM  4.     First    Part.    L.  M. 
Uod  the  Saviour  our  confidence  and  portion. 

1  4  \  GOD  of  grace  and  righteousness, 
^-^   Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain; 
Thou  hast  enlarg'd   me   in  distress, 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

2  Ye  sons  of  men,  in  vain  ye  try 
To  turn   my  glory  into  shame  : 
How  long  will  scoffers  love  to  lie, 

And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name  ? 

3  Koovr  that  the  Lord  divides  his  saints 
From  all  the  tribes  of  men  beside  : 
He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents, 

For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  that  died. 

4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 
A  thousand  works  of  righteousness, 
We  put  our  trust  in  Christ  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  many  say, 

"  Who  will  bestow  some  earthly  good  ?" 
But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray : 
Our  souls  desire  this  heavenly  food. 

6  Then  shall  my  cheerful  pow'rs  rejoice 
At  grace  and  favours  so  divine, 

Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
Por  all  their  corn,  and  all  their  wine. 

PSALM  4.     Second  Part.    C.  M. 
An  Evening  Psalm. 

1  T   ORU,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  : 
-■-^   I  am  for  ever  thine  : 

T  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  bus'ness  free, 


18  PSALM  V. 

'Tis  sweet  conversing-  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening-  sacrifice  ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God  !  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep : 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

PSALM  5.     C.  M. 

For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  X   ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
-*-*   My  voice  ascending  high  ; 

To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye  ; 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  v  lr  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  betore  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there : 
I  will   frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  Oh  may  thy  spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ! 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

6  My  watchful  enemies  combine 

To  tempt  my  feet  astray  ; 


PSALM  VT.  19 

They  flatter  with  a  h^se  design 
To  make  my  soul  their  prey. 

1   Lord,  crush  the  serpent  in  the  dust, 
And  all  his.  plots  destroy  ; 
While  those,  that  in  thy  mercy  trust, 
Tor  ever  shout  for  joy. 

8  The  men,  that  love  and  fear  thy  name, 
Shall  see  their  hopes  fulfill'd  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compass  them 
With  favour  as  a  shield. 

PSALM  6.     C.  M. 

Complaint  in  Sickness. 
1    TN  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  sue  not, 
-■-   Withdraw  the  dreadful  storm' 
Nor  let  thy  fury  grow  sd  hot 
Against  a  feeble  worm. 

')  My  soul's  bow'd  down  with  heavy  cares, 
My  flesh  with  paiu  opprcst ; 
My  couch  is  witness  to  my  tears, 
My  tears  forbid  my  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  my  days ; 

I  waste  the  night  with  cries, 
Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pass, 
Till  the  slow  morning  rise. 

4  Shall  I  be  still  afflicted  more  ? 

Mine  eyes  consum'd  with  grief? 
How  long,  my  God,  how  long  before 
Thy  hand  afford  relief? 

5  He  hears  when  dust  and  ashes  speak, 

He  pities  all  our  groans  ; 
He  saves  us  for  our  Saviour's  sake, 
And  heals  our  broken  bones. 

8  The  virtue  of  his  sovereign  word 
Restores  our  fainting  breath 


20  PSALM  VII. 

For  silent  graves  praise  not  the  Lord ; 
Our  lips  are  seal'd  in  death. 

PSALM  7.     C.  M. 
The  Christian's  integrity — an  appeal  to  God, 
Y  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend, 


M 


My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ; 
Rise,  and  my  helpless  lite  defend 
From  those  that  seek  my  blood. 

2  With  insolence  and  fury  they 

My  soul  in  pieces  tear; 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey, 
When  no  deliv'rer's  near. 

3  If  I  indulge  in  thoughts  unjust, 

And  wish  and  seek  their  woe, 
Then  let  them  tread  my  life  to  dust, 
And  lay  mine  honour  low. 

4  If  there  were  malice  hid  in  me, 

I  know  thy  piercing  eyes ; 
I  should  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  ask  my  God  to  rise. 

5  Arise,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Their  pride  and  power  control : 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliv'rance  for  my  soul. 

6  Let  sinners  and  their  wicked  rage 

Be  humbled  to  the  dust ; 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage, 
To  vindicate  the  just? 

7  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins, 

He  will  defend  th'  upright ; 
Kis  sharpest  arrows  he  ordains 
Against  the  sons  of  spite. 

8  For  me  their  malice  dug  a  pit, 

But  there  themselves  are  cast : 


PSALxM  VI II.  2 J 

My  God  makes  all  their  mischief  light 

On  their  own  heads  at  least. 
9  That  cruel  persecuting  race 

Must  feel  his  dreadful  sword  ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  praise  the  prace 

And  justice  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM  8.     First  Part.     S  M. 
Condescension  of  God. 

1  g\  LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 
^-^  Thy  name  is  all  divine ; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high 
I  r?;se  my  wond'ring  eyes, 

And  see  the  moon,  complete  in  light, 
Adorn  the  darksome  skies : 

3  When  I  survey  the  stars 
And  all  their  shining  forms, 

Lord,  what  is  man  ?  that  worthless  thing, 
Akin  to  dust  and  worms  ? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthless  man, 
That  thou  shouldst  love  him  so  ? 

Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac'd, 
And  lord  of  all  below. 

5  How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 
How  wond'rous  are  thy  ways  ! 

Of  dust  and  worms,  thy  power  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praise. 

PSALM  §.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 
First  and  second  Adam. 

I   T    ORD,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  first, 
-*-^  Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  dust, 
That  thou  should'st  set  him  and  his  race, 
But  just  below  an  angel's  place  1 


22  PSALM  VIII,  IX. 

2  That  thou  should'st  raise  his  nature  so, 
And  make  him  lord  of  all  below ; 
Make  every  beast  and  bird  submit, 
And  lay  the  fishes  at  his  feet  ? 

3  Bat  O,  what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  second  Adam's  state ! 
What  honours  shall  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  condescended  to  be  born  ! 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made, 
See  him  in  dust  among  the  dead, 
To  save  a  ruin'd  world  from  sin  : 
Yet  he  shall  reign  with  power  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 
The  mis'ries  that  attend  the  fall, 
New  made  and  glorious,  shall  submit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  (let. 

PSALM  §.     Third  Part.     L.  M. 
The  Hosannah  of  the  Children 

1  4  LMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  skies, 

^*-  Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  spread 

And  thine  eternal  glories  rise, 

O'er  all  the  heav'ns  thy  hands  have  made. 

2  To  tnee  the  voices  of  the  young 
A  monument  of  honour  raise  ; 

And  babes  with  uninstructed  tongue 
Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praise. 

3  Thy  pow'r  assists  their  tender  age 
To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground ; 
To  still  the  bold  blasphemer's  rage, 
And  all  their  policy  confound. 

PSALM  9.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
The  righteous  God  the  refuge  of  his  people. 
1   \\T ITH  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song 
»  ■     Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim ; 


PSALM  IX.  £1 

Thou,  the  great  Judge  of  right  and  wrong, 
Wilt  put  my  foes  to  shame. 

2  I'll  sing  thy  majesty  and  grace ; 

My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteousness, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  shall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  the  poor  opprest ; 

To  save  the  people  of  his  love, 

And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4  The  men,  that  know  thy  name,  will  trust 

In  thine  abundant  grace  : 
And  thou  wilt  ne'er  forsake  the  just, 
Who  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

5  Sing  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Who  executes  his  threatening  word, 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfil. 

PSALM  9.     Second  Part.     C.  M. 
Tlie  wisdom  and  equity  of  Providence. 

1  "VITHEN  the  great  Judge,  pupreme  and  juis, 

*  T     Shall  once  enquire  lor  blood, 
The  humble  souls,  that  mourn  in  dust, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 

Doth  his  own  children  raise  : 
In  Zion's  gates  with  cheerful  breath, 
They  sing  their  Father's  praise. 

3  His  foes  snail  fall  with  heedless  feet 

Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  sinners  perish  in  the  net 

Which  their  own  hands  have  spread. 

4  Thus,  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  zounsuls  known ; 


'<J4  PSALM  X. 

When  men  of  mischief  are  destroy'd, 
The  snare  must  be  their  own. 

5  The  wicked  shall  sink  down  to  hell; 

Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands 
That  dare  iorget  thee,  or  rebel 
Against  thy  known  commands. 

6  Tho'  saints  to  sore  distress  are  brought, 

And  wait  and  long  complain  ; 

Their  cries  shall  never  be  forgot, 

Nor  shall  their  hopes  be  vain. 

PSALM  10.     First  Part.    CM. 

Prayer  for  deliverance  from  enemiet 

1  T^HY  doth  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far? 

•  »      And  why  conceal  his  face, 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  distress  ? 

2  Lord,  shall  the  wicked  still  deride 

Thy  justice  and  thy  power? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  still  thy  saints  devour  ? 

3  They  put  thy  judgments  from  their  sight. 

And  then  insult  the  poor  ; 
They  boast  in  their  exalted  height, 
Thpt  they  shall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arise,  O  God,  lift  up  thy  hand ; 

Attend  our  humble  cry  : 
No  enemy  shall  dare  to  stand, 
When  God  ascends  on  high. 

PSALM  10.    Second  Part.    C.  M 
God  our  vindicator. 

1   "%/%/"  ^"^  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 
W  *      And  say,  with  foolish  pride, 
**  The  God  of  hi  av'n  will  ne'er  engage 
44  To  light  on  Zion'fi  side." 


PSALM  XI.  25 

2  But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lor  J  ; 

And  pow'rful  is  thy  hand, 
As  when  the  heathens  felt  thy  sword, 
And  perish'd  from  thy  land. 

3  God  will  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  bow  his  ear  to  hear ; 
He  marks  whate'er  his  children  say, 
And  puts  the  world  in  fear. 

4  Proud  tyrants  shall  no  more  oppress, 

No  more  despise  the  just; 
And  mighty  sinners  shall  confess 
They  are  but  earth  and  dust. 

PSALM  11.     L.  M. 

Providence  and  justice  of  God. 
I    1VTY  refuge  is  the  God  of  love  : 
-*-"-■-   Why  do  my  foes  insult  and  cry, 
44  Fly  like  a  tim'rous  trembling  dove, 
44  To  distant  woods  or  mountains  fly  ?" 

9  If  government  be  all  destroy'd, 
(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace) 
And  violence  make  justice  void, 
Where  shall  the  righteous  seek  redress? 

3  The  Lord  in  heav'n  hath  fix'd  his  throne, 
His  eye  surveys  the  world  below ; 
To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known, 
His  eyelids  search  our  spirits  through. 

i  If  he  afflict  his  saints  so  far, 

To  prove  their  love  and  try  their  grace ; 
What  must  the  bold  transgressors  fear  ? 
His  very  soul  abhors  their  ways. 

5  On  impious  wretches  he  shall  rain 
Tempests  of  brimstone,  fire  and  death; 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 
Of  Sodom,  with  his  angry  breath. 
2 


26  PSALM  XII. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  souls, 
Whose  thoughts  and  actions  are  sincere  ; 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 
The  men  that  his  own  image  bear. 

PSALM  12.    First  Part.    L.  M. 
Hope  in  evil  times. 

1  A  LMIGHTY  God,  appear  and  save, 
-£*■   For  vice  and  vanity  prevail ; 

The  godly  perish  in  the  grave, 
The  just  depart,  the  faithful  fail. 

2  The  whole  discourse,  when  neighbours  meet. 
Is  fill'd  with  trifles  loose  and  vain ; 

Their  lips  are  rlatt'ry  and  deceit, 
And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long; 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
The  flatt'ring  and  blaspheming  tongue. 

4  "  Yet  shall  our  words  be  free,"  they  cry ; 
"  Our  tongue  shall  be  eontroll'd  by  none ; 
"  Where  is  the  Lord  will  ask  us  why  ; 

"  Or  say,  our  lips  are  not  our  own  ?" 

5  The  Lord  who  sees  the  poor  oppress'd, 
And  hears  th'  oppressor's  haughty  strain, 
Will  rise  to  give  his  children  rest, 

Nor  shall  they  trust  his  word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  tho'  often  tried, 
Void  of  deceit  shall  still  appear; 
Not  silver,  sev'n  times  purified 

From  dross  and  mixture,  shines  so  clear. 

7  Thy  grace  shall  in  the  darkest  hour 
Defend  the  holy  soul  from  harm  : 
Tho',  when  the  vilest  men  have  pow'r. 
On  every  side  will  sinners  swarm. 


PSALM  XII,  XIII.  27 

PSALM  12.     Second  Part.    C.  M. 
The  Same. 

1  |"     DRD,  when  iniquities  abound, 
-*-^   And  blasphemy  grows  bold, 
When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  found, 

And  love  is  waxing  cold  : 

2  Is  not  thy  chariot  hast'ning  on  ? 

Hast  thou  not  given  the  sign  ? 
May  we  not  tiust  and  live  upon 
A  promise  so  divine  ? 

3  "Now,"  saith  the  Lord,  "Now  will  I  rise, 

"  And  make  oppressors  flee ; 
"  I  will  nppear  to  their  surprise, 
"  And  set  my  servants  free." 

4  Thy  word,  like  silver  seven  times  tried, 

Thro'  ages  shall  endure  ; 
The  men  that  in  thy  truth  confide 
Shall  find  thy  promise  sure. 

PSALM  13.    L.  M. 

Pleading  with  God  under  desertion 

1  ITOW  long,  O  Lord,  shall  I  complain, 
■*■■*■   Like  one  that  seeks  his  God  in  vain 
Wilt  thou  thy  face  for  ever  hide  ? 

Shall  I  still  pray  and  be  denied  ? 

2  Shall  I  for  ever  be  forgot, 

As  one  whom  thou  regardest  not  ? 

Still  snail  my  soul  thine  absence  mourn  ? 

And  still  despair  of  thy  return  ? 

3  How  long  shall  my  poor  troubled  breast 
Be  with  these  anxious  thoughts  opprest  ? 
And  Satan,  my  malicious  foe, 

Rejoice  to  see  me  sunk  so  low  ? 

4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  relief, 
Before  my  death  conclude  my  grief; 


28  PSALM  XIV 

If  thou  withhold  thy  heav'nly  light, 
I  sleep  in  everlasting  night. 

5  How  would  the  pow'rs  of  darkness  boast, 
Could  but  one  praying  soul  be  lost  ? 

But  I  have  trusted  in  thy  grace, 
And  shall  again  behold  thy  face. 

Whate'er  my  fears  or  foes  suggest, 
Thou  art  ray  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest : 
My  heart  shall  teel  thy  love,  and  raise 
My  cheerful  voice  to  songs  of  praise. 

PSALM  14.     First  Part    C.  M. 
Universal  depravity. 

1  XT^OOLS  in  their  hearts  believe  and  say, 
-*-     "  That  all  religion's  vain  ; 

"  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
"  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  so  dreadful  and  profane 

Corrupt  discourse  proceeds  ; 
And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celestial  throne, 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  that  sought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  justice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  astray, 

Their  practice  all  the  same ; 
There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  hand, 
There's  none  that  loves  his  name. 

f>  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  speak  deceit, 
Their  slanders  never  cease  ; 
How  swift  to  mischief  are  their  feet ! 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 

6  Such  seeds  of  sin  (that  bitter  root) 

In  ev'ry  heart  are  found : 


PSALM  XIV,  XV.  29 

Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 
Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 

PSALM  14.     Second  Part.    C.  M. 
The  folly  of  Infidels. 

1  4  RE  sinners  now  so  senseless  grown, 
-£*■    That  they  the  saints  devour  ? 
And  never  worship  at  thy  throne, 

Nor  fear  thine  awful  pow'r  ? 

2  Great  God,  appear  to  their  surprise, 

Reveal  thy  dreadful  name ; 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  despise, 
Nor  turn  our  hope  to  shame. 

3  Dost  thou  not  dwell  among  the  just  ? 

And  yet  our  foes  deride, 
That  we  should  make  thy  name  our  trust 
Great  God,  confound  their  pride. 

4  Oh  that  the  joyful  day  were  come 

To  finish  our  distress  ! 
When  God  shall  bring  his  children  home, 
Our  songs  shall  never  cease. 

PSALM  15.     L.  M. 

The  Character  of  a  Saint ;  or  the  qualificdtiono 
of  a  Christian. 

i   ~\feTllO  shall  ascend  thy  heav'nly  place, 
»  *      Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  face  ? 
The  man  that  minds  religion  now, 
Ai.d  lives  and  walks  by  faith  below : 

2  Whose  hands  are  pure,  whose  heart  is  clean; 
Whose  lips  still  speak  the  things  they  mean; 
No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue  ; 

He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

3  Scarce  will  he  trust  an  ill  report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt ; 


30  PSALM  XVI. 

Sinners  of  state  he  can  despise ; 
But  saints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes. 

4  Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  stood, 
And  always  makes  his  promise  good  • 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  swears, 
Whatever  pain  or  loss  he  bears. 

5  He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  justice  should  be  sold: 
While  others  scorn  and  wrong  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door. 

6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  that  curse  him  to  his  face ; 
And  doth  to  all  men  still  the  same, 
That  he  would  hope  or  wish  from  them. 

7  Yet,  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  see, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

PSALM  16.     First  Part.    L.  M. 

The  humble  Christian  rejoicing  in  the  communion 
of  Saints. 

1  pRESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need, 
-■L      For  succour  to  thy  throne  I  flee ; 
Put  have  no  merits  there  to  plead  : 

My  goodness  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confess'd, 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am : 

My  praise  can  never  make  thee  blest, 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  th}'  saints  on  earth  may  reap 
Some  -profit  by  the  good  we  do  : 
These  are  the  company  I  keep, 

These  are  the  choicest  friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  choose  the  sons  of  mirth, 
To  give  a  relish  to  their  wine ; 


PSALM  XVI.  31 

I  love  the  men  of  heav'nly  birth, 

Whose  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 

PSALM  16.     Second  Part.     L.  M- 
The  preciousness  of  Christ. 
\    TIOW  fast  their  guilt  and  sorrows  rise, 
X-i.   Who  haste  to  seek  some  idol-god  ! 
I  will  not  taste  their  sacrifice, 
Their  offerings  of  forbidden  blood. 

3  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
And  nobler  food  to  live  upon ; 
He,  for  my  life,  hath  otfer'd  up 
Jesus,  his  best  beloved  Son. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feast ; 

By  day  his  counsels  guide  me  ngnt : 
And  be  his  name  for  ever  blest, 
Who  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  night. 

4  I  set  him  still  before  mine  eyes  ; 

At  my  right  hand  he  stands  prepar'd 
To  keep  my  soul  from  all  surprise, 
And  be  my  everlasting  guard. 

PSALM   16.     Third  Part.     L.  M.- 
Hope in  the  Resurrection. 

1  "VST HEX  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong ; 

»  *      His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  : 
Be  glad,  my  heart !  rejoice,  my  tongue ! 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  Tho'  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

My  soul  for  ever  with  the  dead  ; 

For  Christ  hath  triumph'd  o'er  the  grave. 

3  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 
Shake  off*  the  dust,  and  rise  on  high : 
Then  shall  thou  lead  the  wondrous  way, 
Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  sky. 


32  PSALM  XVI,  XVII. 

4  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow; 
And  full  discov'ries  of  thy  grace 
CWhich  we  but  tasted  here  below) 
Spread  heav'nly  joys  thro'  all  the  place. 

PSALM  16.  Fourth  Part.    C.  M 
Divine  goodness  and  counsel. 

1  CAVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  ev'ry  foe; 
^   In  thee  my  trust  I  place : 

Tho'  all  the  good,  that  I  can  do, 
Can  ne'er  deserve  thy  grace. 

2  Yet,  here,  thy  children  to  sustain 

Shall  be  my  lov'd  employ  ; 
Thy  children,  first  and  best  of  men 
My  friends,  my  highest  joy. 

3  Let  heathens  to  their  idols  haste, 

And  worship  wood,  or  stone  ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  cast 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  The  Lord  provides  my  constant  food, 

He  fills  my  daily  cup; 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  present  good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy, 

His  counsels  are  my  light: 
He  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 

u  M\  soul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 
To  his  all-seeing  eye  : 
Not  death  nor  hell  my  hope  shall  move, 
While  such  a  friend  is  nigh. 

PSALM  17.     First  Part.     S.  M 
The  Portion  of  Saints  and  Sinners 
;      A  RISE,  my  gracious  God, 
•**-  And  make  the  wicked  flee : 


PSALM  XVII. 

They  are  but  thy  chastising  rod 
To  drive  thy  saints  to  thee. 

2  Behold  the  sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain : 
Here  in  this  life  his  pleasure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 
And  boast  of  all  his  store  : 

The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 

My  soul  can  wish  no  more. 

4  I  shall  behold  the  face 
Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 
Wash'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

5  There's  a  new  heav'n  begun 
When  I  awake  from  death, 

Drest  in  the  likeness  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  breath. 

PSALM  17.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 

Rejoicing  in  the  prospect  of  Heaven 

1  T  ORD,  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove 
-*-^   My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love: 
When  men  of  spite  against  me  join, 
They  are  the  sword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below  ; 
'Tis  all  the  happiness  they  know  ; 

'Tis  all  they  seek ;  they  take  their  shares, 
And  leave  the  rest  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  sinners  value  I  resign  ; 

Lcrd,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine ; 

1  shail  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 

4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show ; 
But  the  bright  world,  to  which  I  go, 


34  PSALM  XVIII. 

Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  , 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  I 

5  0  glorious  hour  !  O  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God ; 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

6  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surDrise 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

PSALM  1§.     First  Part.     L.  M. 

Deliverance  from,  despair. 

I  fllHEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  strength, 
*    My  rock,  my  tower,  my  high  defence: 
Thy  mighty  arm  shall  be  my  trust : 
For  I  have  found  salvation  thence. 

i  Death,  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 
Spread  over  me  their  dismal  shade; 
While  floods  of  high  temptations  rose, 
And  made  my  sinking  soul  afraid. 

3  I  saw  the  opening  gates  of  hell, 
With  endless  pains  and  sorrows  there, 
Which  none  but  they  that  feel,  can  tell  * 
While  I  was  hurried  to  despair. 

4  In  my  distress  I  call'd  my  God, 
When  I  could  scarce  believe  him  mine  • 
He  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaints  ; 
Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 

5  With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wings  he  rode  : 
Awful  and  bright  as  lightning  shone 
The  face  of  my  deliv'rer,  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 
Dispell'd  by  his  almighty  breath  : 


PSALxM  XVIII.  Zi 

He  sent  salvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  depths  of  death. 

7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  strength,  and  more  their  rage 
But  Christ,  my  Lord,  is  eonqu'ror  still, 

In  all  the  wars  that  devils  wage. 

8  My  song  for  ever  shall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour  ; 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  pow'r. 

PSALM  18.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 
Christian  Sincerity. 

1  T   ORD,  thou  hast  form'd  my  soul  sincere, 
£-4   Hast  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear 
Before  mine  eyes  I  set  thy  laws, 

And  thou  hast  own'd  my  righteous  cause. 

2  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways, 
I've  walk'd  upright  before  thy  face  : 
And  if  my  feet  from  thee  depart, 

It  grieves  my  soul,  it  wounds  my  heart. 

3  What  sore  temptations  broke  my  rest! 
What  wars  and  strugglings  in  my  breast  , 
But,  thro'  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 

I  guard  against  my  darling  sin. 

4  The  sin  that  close  besets  me  still, 
That  works  and  strives  against  my  will 
When  shall  thy  Spirit's  sov'reign  pow'r 
Destroy  it,  that  it  rise  no  more  ? 

5  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  soul  shall  find 
A  God  all  faithful  and  most  kind. 

6  The  just  and  pure  shall  ever  say, 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  just  than  they 


36  PSALM  XVIII. 

And  men  that  love  revenge  shall  know, 
God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too. 

PSALM  18.     Third  Part.     L.  M. 
Rejoicing  in  God  our  Saviour. 

1  TUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 
**    Great  Rock  of  my  secure  abode  : 
Who  is  a  God  beside  the  Lord  ? 

Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ?       , 

2  'Tis  he  that  girds  me  with  his  might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  sword  to  wield ; 
And  while  with  sin  and  hell  I  fight, 
Spreads  his  salvation  for  my  shield. 

3  He  lives,  (and  blessed  be  my  Rock !) 
The  God  of  my  salvation  lives ; 
The  dark  designs  of  hell  he  broke  : 
Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Saviour  gives. 

4  Before  the  scoffers  of  the  age 

I  will  exalt  my  Saviour's  name  : 
Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage ; 
But  meet  reproach  and  bear  the  shame. 

PSALM  18.     Fourth  Part.    C.  M. 
Victory  over  national  enemies. 

1  ~WTFj  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore; 

*  *      Now  is  thine  arm  reveaPd  : 
Thou  art  our  strength,  our  heav'nly  tow'r, 
Our  bulwark  and  our  shield. 

2  We  flj  to  our  eternal  rock, 

And  find  a  sure  defence  : 

His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 

And  draw  salvation  thence. 

5  When  God  our  leader  shines  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart  can  bear 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms  ? 

The  lightning  of  his  spear  ? 


PSALM  XVIII.  37 

i   He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind ; 
And  angels  in  array, 
In  millions,  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
And  swift  as  flames  obey. 

5  Ho  speaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armies  are  dismay'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look 
Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  gen'rals  for  the  field, 

With  all  their  dreadful  skill ; 
Gives  them  his  awful  sword  to  wield, 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  steel. 

I  He  arms  our  captains  for  the  fight, 
(Tho'  there  his  name's  forgot,) 
He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  might, 
When  Cyrus  knew  him  not. 

8  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  blest 
For  his  own  children's  sake  : 
The  pow'rs  that  give  his  people  rest, 
Shall  of  his  care  partake. 

PSALM  18.     Fifth  Part     C.  M. 
The   same. 

1  nnO  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 

-*-     The  triumphs  of  the  day  ; 
Thy  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  his  strength  away. 

2  **""..-  by  thine  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  pow'rs: 
Or  burn  their  boasted  fleets,  or  scale 
The  proudest  of  their  tow'rs 

3  How  have  we  chased  them  thro'  the  field, 

"And  trod  them  to  the  ground ; 
While  thy  salvation  was  our  shield, 
And  they  no  shelter  found  ! 


38  PSALM  XVIII. 

4  In  vain  to  idle  saints  they  cry, 

Aud  perish  in  their  blood  : 
Where  is  a  rock  so  great,  so  high, 
So  pow'rful  as  our  Gud  ? 

5  The  Rock  of  Israel  ever  lives, 

His  name  be  ever  blest  ; 
'Tis  his  own  arm  the  vict'ry  gives, 
He  gives  his  people  rest. 

PSALM  1§.     Sixth  Part.     P.  M. 
Thanksgiving  applied  to  the  American  Revolution. 

1  rF!0  bless  the  Lord,  our  God,  in  strains  divine, 

J-    With  thankful   hearts,    and    raptured  voice* 

join: 
To  us  what  wonders  his  right  hand  Iiath  shown ! 
Mercies,  his  chosen  tribes  have  scarcely  known ! 
Like  David  blest,  begin  the  enraptur'd  song ; 
Let  praise  and  joy  awaken  cv'ry  tongue. 

2  When,  fir'd  to  rage,  against  our  nation  rose 
Chiefs  of  proud  name,  and  bands  of  haughty  foi!'* 
He  trained  our  hosts  to  fight,  with  arms  arrayV 
With  health  invigor'd,  and  with  bounty  fed ; 
Gave  us  his  chosen  chief  our  sons  to  guide ; 
Heard  ev'ry  pray'r,  and  every  want  supplied. 

3  He  gave  their  armies  captive  to  our  hands, 
Or  sent  them  frustrate  to  their  native  lands ; 
Burst  the  dark  snare,  disclos'd  the  miry  pit, 
And  led  to  broad,  safe  grounds,  oar  sliding  feet 
Bounteous  for  us,  extended  regions  won, 

The  fairest  empire  spread  beneath  the  sun. 

4  When,  dark  and  threat'ning,  civil  broils  arose, 
Each  hope  grew  dim,  and  friends  were  chang'd  K 

foes; 


PSALM  XIX.  39 

God  was  our  stay,  our  help,  our  hcav'nly  shield  : 
His  grace  preserv'd  us,  and  his  arm  upheld  ; 
Sav'd  us  from  tumults  dire,  and  deep  distress ; 
Enlarg'd  our  blessings,  and  confirm'd  our  peace 

5  No  more  against  our  land  shall  strangers  rise, 
But  fade,  and  fade,  beneath  avenging  skies : 
Pleas'd,  the  fierce  heathen  yield  to  happier  sway ; 
The  groping  savage  hail  the  gospel  day  ; 

Low  sink  the  proud,  the  sons  of  blood  be  slain, 
Nor  injur'd  Zion  lift  her  cries  in  vain. 

6  But,  O  thou  Pow'r  belov'd !  our  shores  around 
Be  ev'ry  virtue,  ev'ry  blessing  found. 

Here  bid  thy  seasons  crown  the  fruitful  plain ; 
Jlere  bid  fair  peace  extend  her  blissful  reign: 
J  jet  laws,  let  justice  hold  perpetual  sway, 
The  soul  unfetter'd,  and  the  conscience  free. 

1    With  clearest  splendour,  here,  let  knowledge  shine 
Here  ev'ry  glory  beam  from  truth  divine ; 
To  Jesus'  call,  the  soul  obsequious  bend  ; 
Grace  from  thy  Spirit  in  rich  show'rs  descend ; 
Nations  each  day  ascend  the  bright  abode, 
/nd  boundless  praise  unceasing  rise  to  God. 


PSALM  19.     First  Part.     S.  M. 
The  book  of  Nature  and  Scripture- 

1   TJEHOLD!  the  lofty  sky 
•*-*   Declares  its  maker  God, 
And  all  his  starry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  pow'r  abroad. 


2  The  darkness  and  the  light 
Still  keep  their  course  the  same. 


40  PSALM  XIX. 

While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  nighf 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  ev'ry  different  land 
Their  gen'ral  voice  is  known  : 

They  show  the  wonders  of  his  hand. 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  Western  lands  rejoice, 
Here  he  reveals  his  word : 

We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  statutes  and  commands 
Are  set  before  our  eyes ; 

He  puts  his  gospel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  salvation  lies. 

6  His  laws  are  just  and    pure, 
His  truth  without  deceit ; 

His  promises  for  ever  sure, 

And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7  Not  honey  to  the  taste 
Affords  so  much  delight; 

Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pass  d 
So  much  allures  the  sight. 

8  While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 
Thy  glory  to  proclaim ; 

Accept  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

PSALM  19.     Second  Part.     S.  M 

The  Word  of  God  most  excellent, 

1   TJEHOLD!  the  morning  sun 
-*-*   Begins  his  glorious  way  : 
His  beams  thro'  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 


PSALM  XIX.  41 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 
It  spreads  diviner  light ; 

tt  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just ; 

For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord ; 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  direction  giv'n  ! 

Oh  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heav'n  ! 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey : 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

6  O,  who  can  ever  find 
The  errors  of  his  ways ! 

Yet  with  a  bold  presumptuous  mind, 
I  would  not  dare  transgress. 

7  Warn  me  of  ev'ry  sin  ; 
Forgive  nay  secret  faults  ; 

And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine, 

Whose    crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

8  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
I  spread  thy  praise  abroad ; 

Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

PSALM  19.     Third  Part.     L.  M. 
The  honk  of  nature  and  scripture  compared, 
\    rgniJE  hrav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
■*■     In  ev'ry  star  thy  wisdom  shines  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thv  name  in  fairer  lines. 


42  PSALM  XIX. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days,  thy  pow'r  confess ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ, 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

'  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand ; 
So  when  thy  truth  begun  its  race, 
It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  ev'ry  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 
Till  thro'  the  world  thy  truth  has  run : 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise ; 
Bless  the  dark  world  with  heav'nly  light ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise  ; 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  souls  renew'd,  and  sins  forgiv'n  : 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heav'n. 

PSALM  19.     Fourth  Part.     P.  M 
The  Gospel. 

1  T   LOVE  the  volume  of  thy  word  : 

-»-   What  light  and  joy  its  leaves  afford 
To  souls  benighted  and  distrest ! 

Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way  ; 

Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray  ; 
Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

2  From  the  discov'ries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw  ; 

These  are  my  study  and  delight  : 
Not  honey  so  invites  the  taste, 
Nor  gold,  that  hath  the  furnace  past, 

Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 


PSALM  XX. 

?   Tiiv  threat'nings  wake  my  slumb'ring  eyes 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies ; 

But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 
And  gives  a  tree,  but  large  reward. 

4  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain : 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 
That  1  have  read  thy  book  of  grace 

And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain. 

PSALM  20.    L.  M. 

Prayer  in  time  of  war. 

1    TVTOW  may  the  God  of  pow'r  and  grace 
*■  *    Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  ! 
Jehovah  hears  when  Israel  prays, 
And  brings  deliv'rance  from  on  high. 

'2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends, 
Better  than  shields  or  brazen  walls  : 
He  from  his  sanctuary  sends 
Succour  and  strength  when  Zion  calls. 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  sighs  ; 
His  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts ; 
His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice 

Of  humble  groans,  and  broken  hearts. 

4  In  his  salvation  is  our  hope  ; 
And  in  the  name  of  Israel's  God, 
Our  troops  shall  lift  their  banners  up ; 
Our  navies  spread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  trust  in  horses  train'd  for  war, 
And  some  of  chariots  make  their  boasts 
Our  surest  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  hosts. 


44  PSALM  XXI. 

6  Oh  may  the  mem'ry  of  thy  name 
Inspire  our  armies  for  the  fight ! 

Our  foes  shall  fall  and  die  with  shame. 
Or  quit  the  field  with  shameful  flight. 

7  Now  save  us,  Lord,  from  slavish  fear ; 
Now  let  our  hope  be  firm  and  strong  ; 
Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 

And  joy  and  triumph  raise  the  song 

PSALM  21.      First  Part     C.  M 
Pious  rulers  are  the  care  of  heaven 

1  ^feUR  rulers,  Lord,  with  songs  of  praise 
^  Should  in  thy  strength  rejoice  ; 
And  blest  with  thy  salvation,  raise 

To  heaven  their  cheerful  voice. 

2  Thy  sure  defence  thro'  nations  round 

Has  spread  their  honours  far ; 
And  their  successful  measures  crown'd, 
Alike  in  peace  and  war. 

3  Then  let  them  still  on  God  rely 

For  wisdom,  and  for  grace  ; 
His  mercy  shall  their  wants  supply, 
And  save  our  happy  race. 

PSALM  21.     Second  Part.     C.  M 
Praise  for  peace  and  national  bles*ing 

1  TN  thee,  great  God,  with  songs  cf  praise 
-1  Our  favour'd  realms  rejoice  ; 

And,  blest  with  thy  salvation,  raise 
To  heav'n  their  cheerful  voice. 

2  Thy  sure  defence,  from  foes  around, 

Hntli  spread  our  rising  name  ; 

And  all  our  feeble  efforts  crown'd 

With  freedom  and  with  fame. 

3  In  deep  distress  our  injur'd  land 

Implor'd  tny  pow'r  to  save  : 


PSALM  XXI.  45 

For  peace  we  pray'd  ;  thy  bounteous  hand 
The  timely  blessing  gave. 

4  Thy  mighty  arm,  eternal  Pow'r, 

Oppos'd  their  deadly  aim  ; 
In  mercy  swept  them  from  our  shore 
And  spread  their  sails  with  shame. 

5  On  thee,  in  want,  in  woe,  or  pain, 

Our  hearts  alone  rely : 
Our  rights  thy  mercy  will  maintain, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

6  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wond'rous  pow'r  declare; 

And  still  exalt  thy  fame; 
While  we  glad  songs  of  praise  prepare 
To  thine  Almighty  name. 

PSALM  21.     Third  Part      L.  M. 
Christ's  Exaltation. 

1  B^l AVID  rejoic'd  in  God,  his  strength, 
-**-^   Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  special  grace 
But  Christ,  the  Son,  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praise. 

2  How  great  is  the  Messiah's  joy 
In  the  salvation  of  thy  hand  ! 

Lord,  thou  hast  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 
And  giv'n  the  world  to  hi3  command. 

3  Whate'er  he  wills  thy  goodness  gives, 
Nor  doth  the  least  request  withhold : 
Blessings  attend  him  while  he  lives, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Around  his  sacred  temples  shine, 
Th'  Eternal's  uncreated  rays  : 
All  pow'r  is  his,  and  grace  divine. 
And  length  of  everlasting  days. 


But  as  a  fiery  oven  glows 

With  raging  heat,  and  burning  coals ; 


46  PSALM  XXII. 

Thy  vengeance  sh; ill  consume  his  foes ; 
Thy  wrath  devour  their  guilty  souls. 

PSALM  -22.     First  Part.    C.  JVJ 
Christ  forsaken  on  the  Cross. 

1  ~|V/f"Y  God,  my  God,  why  hast  thou  left 
-LT.I.    My  soui  without  relief! 

Of  thy  blest  smiles  to  be  bereft, 
Exceeds  all  other  grief. 

2  But  thou  art  holy,  O  my  God, 

And  wilt  not  spare  thy  Son ; 
As  Saviour,  he  must  bear  the  load, 
And  taste  the  curse  alone. 

3  Our  fathers  trusted  in  thy  name, 

And  great  dtfiiv'rance  found ; 
But  I'm  a  worm  despis'd  of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  Shaking  the  head,  they  pass  me  by, 

And  laugh  my  soul  to  scorn ; 
•'  In  vain  he  trusts  in  God,"  they  cry, 
"  Neglected  and  forlorn." 

5  Yet,  thou,  O  God  !  hast  form'd  my  flesh 

By  thy  almighty  word, 
And  since  I  hung  upon  the  breast, 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  My  God,  if  possible  it  be, 

Withhold  this  bitter  cup  ! 
But  I  resign  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drink  the  sorrows  up. 

7  My  heart  dissolves  with  pangs  unknown 

In  groans  I  waste  my  breath : 
Thy  heavy  hand  hath  brought  me  down, 
Low  as  the  dust  of  death. 

8  Father,  I  give  my  spirit  up, 

And  trusl  it  in  thine  hand : 


PSALM  XXII.  47 

My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope, 
And  rise  at  thy  command. 

PSALM  22.     Second  Part.    C.  M 
Blessings  from  Christ  cruci/ied. 

1  T^TRITHING  in  pain,  our  Saviour  pray  d 

*  »      With  mighty  cries  and  tears  : 
In  that  dread  hour,  his  Father  heard, 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 

2  Great  was  the  vict'ry  of  his  death; 

His  throne  exalted  high  : 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 
Shall  worship,  or  shall  die. 

3  A  num'rous  race  shall  mount  the  skies 

On  his  expiring  groans  : 
They  shall  be  reckon'd  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  sons. 

4  The  meek  and  humble  souls  shall  see 

His  table  richly  spread  : 
And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed 

5  The  isles  shall  know  the  righteousness 

Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  nations  yet  unborn  profess 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 

PSALM  22.     Third  Part.    L.  M. 
The  sufferings  and  exaltation  of  Christ, 

1  TVTOW  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
-L ^    The  dying  sorrows  of  our  Lord  ; 
When  he  complain'd  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  forsaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  shook  their  heads  and  laugh'd  in  scorn  t 
"  He  rescu'd  others  from  the  grave  ; 
**  Now  let  him  try  himself  to  save,'* 


48  PSALM  XX III. 

3  They  wound  Ins  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Till  streams  of  blood  each  other  meet , 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 

4  But  God,  his  Father,  heard  his  cry ; 
Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  reigns  on  high  • 
The  nations  learn  his  righteousness, 
And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. 

PSALM  23.     First  Part.     L.  M 
Jesus  a  Shepherd. 

1  TESUS,  my  Lord,  doth  condescend, 
**    To  be  my  shepherd  and  my  friend* 
I  on  his  faithfulness  rely, 

His  cares  shall  all  my  wants  supply. 

2  In  pastures  green  he  doth  me  lead, 
And  there  in  safety  makes  me  feed : 
Refreshing  streams  are  ever  nigh, 
My  thirsty  soul  to  satisfy. 

3  When  stray'd,  or  languid,  I  complain, 
His  grace  revives  my  soul  again ; 
For  his  name's  sake,  in  ways  upright, 
He  makes  me  walk  with  great  delight. 

4  Yea,  when  death's  gloomy  vale  I  tread., 
With  joy,  ev'n  there,  I'll  lift  my  head  ; 
From  fear  and  dread  he'll  keep  me  free : 
His  rod  and  staff  shall  comfort  me. 

5  A  table  stor'd  with  living  bread, 

In  spite  of  foes,  Lord,  thou  hast  spread ; 
Thou  dost  my  head  with  oil  anoint, 
And  a  full  cup  for  me  appoint. 

6  Goodness  and  mercy  shall  to  me, 
Thro'  all  my  life  extended  be ; 
And  when  my  pilgrimage  is  o'er, 
I'll  dwell  with  thee  for  evermore. 


PSALM  XXIII,  XXIV.  49 

PSALM  23.    Second  Part.     S.  M. 
The  same. 

1  TESUS  my  Shepherd  lives,     ' 
**    Jehovah  is  his  name : 

8ince  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
I  shall  not  suffer  shame. 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 
Where  heav'nly  pasture  grows ; 

Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim  ; 

And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 

For  his  most  holy  name.    ^ 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
I  cannot  want  or  fear : 

Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade. 
My  shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  In  spite  of  all  my  foes, 
Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 

My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days  ; 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

PSALM  24.    L.  M. 

The  Christian"1 s  rest. — The  ascension  of  Christ. 

1    nptllS  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

-*-    And  men  and  worms,  and  beasts  and  birds  s 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  seas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling  place. 
3 


50  PSALM  XXV. 

2  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  sky  : 
Who  shall  ascend  that  blest  abode, 
And  dwell  so  near  his  Maker,  God  ? 

3  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  sin, 

Whose  heart  is  pure,  whose  hands  are  clean  | 
Him  shall  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  bless, 
And  clothe  his  soul  with  righteousness. 

4  These  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
That  seek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face : 
These  shall  enjoy  the  blissful  sight, 
And  dwell  in  everlasting  light. 

5  Rejoice,  ye  shining  worlds  on  high, 
Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigli ! 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be  ? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

6  Ye  heav'nly  gates,  your  leaves  display, 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  way  • 
Laden  with  spoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  Conq'ror  conies  with  God  to  dwell. 

7  Rais'd  from  the  dead  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  heav'n's  eternal  door, 

To  give  his  saints  a  blest  abode 
Near  their  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 

PSALM  25.     First  Pari.    S.  M 
Waiting  for  pardon  and  direction 

1  T  LIFT  my  soul  to  God, 
-"-  My  trust  is  in  his  name ; 

Let  not  my  foes  that  seek  my  blood, 
Still  triumph  in  my  shame. 

2  Sin,  and  the  pow'rs  of  hell 
Persuade  me  to  despair ; 

Lord,  make  me  know  thy  cov'nant  well. 
That  I  may  'scape  the  snare. 


PSALM  XXV.  51 

3  From  the  first  dawning  light, 
Till  the  dark  ev'ning  rise, 

For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
With  ever-longing  eyes. 

4  Remember  all  thy  grace, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 

Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 

5  The  Lord  is  just  and  kind, 
The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways  ; 

And  ev'ry  humble  sinner  find 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

6  For  his  own  goodness'  sake, 
He  saves  my  soul  from  shame ; 

He  pardons  (though  my  guilt  be  great) 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  name. 

PSALM  25.    Second  Part.     S.  M. 

Covenant  Blessings. 

I   V17HERE  shall  the  man  be  found 

»  »     That  fears  t'  offend  his  God  ■ 
That  loves  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod  ? 

2  The  Lord  shall  make  him  know 
The  secrets  of  his  heart; 

The  wonders  of  his  cov'nant  show, 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  hand 
Are  truth  and  mercy  still, 

With  such  as  in  his  cov'nant  stand, 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

5  Their  souls  shall  dwell  at  ease 
Before  their  Maker's  face : 
Their  seed  shall  taste  the  promises 
In  their  extensive  grace. 


52  PSALM  XXV. 

PSALM  25.     Third  Part.    S.  M 
Distress  of  soul. 

1  'JYI'INE  eyes  and  my  desire 
■J-'JL  Are  ever  to  the  Lord  : 

I  love  to  plead  his  promises, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  soul; 
Bring  thy  salvation  near : 

When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  snare  ? 

3  When  shall  the  sov'reign  grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God, 

Restore  me  from  those  dang'rous  waya, 
My  wand'ring  feet  have  trod  ? 

4  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts, 
Doth  but  enlarge  my  woe  ; 

My  spirit  languishes  ;  my  heart 
Is  desolate  and  low. 

5  With  ev'ry  morning  light 
My  grief  anew  begins ; 

Look  on  my  anguish  and  my  pain, 
And  pardon  all  my  sins. 

6  Behold  the  hosts  of  hell,       ^ 
How  oruel  is  their  hate  ! 

Against  my  life  they  rise,  and  join 
Their  fury  with  deceit. 

7  O  keep  my  soul  from  death, 
Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame : 

tor  I  have  plac'd  my  only  trust 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

8  With  humble  faith  I  wait, 
To  see  thy  face  again  : 

Of  Israel  it  shall  ne'er  be  said, 
He  sought  the  Lord  in  vain. 


PSALM  XXVI,  XXVII.  53 

PSALM  26.    L.  M. 

TJie  Christian's  integrity — An  appeal  to  God, 

1  ¥UDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways, 
•*    And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart; 
My  faith  upon  thy  promise  stays, 

]NTor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 

2  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  sit 
With  men  of  vanities  and  lies  : 
The  scoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes. 

3  Among  thy  saints  will  I  appear, 
With  hands  well  wash'd  in  innocence ; 
But  when  I  stand  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Christ  is  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honours  dwell; 
There  shall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  w7cnder  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  soul  be  join'd  at  last 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood  , 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  past 
Among  the  su.ii.ts,  and  near  my  God. 

PSALM  27.     First  Part.    C.  M 
Delight  and  safety  in  the  Church, 

1  PTUIE  Lord  uf  glofy  is  my  light, 

-*•     And  my  salvation  too  : 
God  is  my  strength  ;  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires; 

O  grant  me  an  abode, 
Within  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God ! 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  still; 


54  PSALM  XXVII. 

Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  enquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear 

There  may  his  children  hide : 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around ; 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 

PSALM  27.    Second  Part.    C.  M. 
Comfort  in  God. 

1  ^OON  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 
^  "  Ye  children,  seek  my  grace  ;" 
My  heart  replied,  without  de?ay, 

"  I'll  seek  my  Father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away : 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  a  distressing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear 

Leave  me  to  want,  or  die; 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  My  fainting  flesh  had  died  with  grief; 

Had  not  my  soul  believ'd, 
Thy  grace  would  soon  provide  relief; 
Nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up: 
He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 


PSALM  XXVIII.  55 

PSALM  28.    L.  M. 
Deliverance  from  enemies — Prayer  answered. 

1  f\  GOD  of  grace.  n;y  cry  attend  ! 
VJ  Lest,  like  the  sons  of  guilt  become 
Beguil'd  by  Satan,  I  descend 

With  hopeless  wretches  to  the  tomb. 

2  To  thee  my  humble  sighs  arise  ; 
With  lifted  hands,  on  thee  I  call ; 
Lord,  hear  my  fervent  pray'rs  and  cries, 
Nor  leave  me  in  despair  to  fall. 

3  Oh  save  my  soul  from  shame  and  sin ; 
Nor  let  my  heedless  footsteps  go, 
Where  harden'd  wretches  swift  decline 
Down  the  broad  way  to  endless  woe. 

4  While  peace  their  flatt'ring  lips  proclaim, 
And  love  profess,  and  hope  impart ; 
They  blast  their  neighbour's  honest  fame, 
And  wing  their  arrows  to  his  heart. 

5  But,  while  they  plant  the  secret  snare, 
Thy  searching  eyes  their  path  regard  : 
Thy  hands  their  dreadful  doom  prepare, 
And  mete  their  guilt  its  just  reward. 

6  Because  their  hearts  thy  works  despise, 
Thy  works  of  wisdom,  grace,  and  pow'r  ■ 
Thy  hand,  regardless  of  their  cries, 
Shall  sink  them,  that  they  rise  no  more. 

7  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  heard  my  pray'r ; 
The  Lord,  my  shield,  my  help,  my  song ; 
Who  sav'd  my  soul  from  sin  and  fear ; 
And  tun'd  with  praise  my  thankful  tongue 

8  In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
By  foes  beset,  of  death  afraid  ; 
My  spirit  trusted  in  his  grace, 

And  sought,  and  found  his  heav'nly  aid. 


56  PSALM  XXIX. 

9  O  blest  Redeemer,  great  and  kind ! 
Thy  shield,  thy  saving  strength,  shall  be 
The  shield,  the  strength,  of  ev'ry  mind, 
That  loves  thy  name,  and  trusts  in  thee. 

10  Remember,  Lord,  thy  chosen  seed  ; 
Israel  defend  from  guilt  and  woe : 
Thy  flock  in  richest  pastures  feed, 
And  guard  their  steps  from  ev'ry  foe. 

11  Zion  exalt,  her  cause  maintain  ; 

With  peace  and  joy  her  courts  surround 
In  show'rs  let  endless  blessings  rain, 
And  saints  eternal  praise  resound. 

PSALM  29.    L.  M. 

Majesty  and  power  of  God. 

1  f~^  IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame, 
^-*    Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  pow'r 
Ascribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 

And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  pow'r  aloud, 
Upon  the  ocean  and  the  land : 
His  voice  divides  the  wat'ry  cloud, 
And  lightnings  bLze  at  his  command. 

3  He  speaks,  and  tempest,  hail  and  wind, 
Lay  the  wide  forest  bare  around  : 
The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind, 
Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  sound. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 
And  lo,  the  stately  cedars  break  ; 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noise, 
The  valleys  roar,  the  deserts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  sits  sov'reign  on  the  fluoa ; 
The  Thund'rer  reigns  for  ever  king; 
But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  sing. 


PSALM  XXX.  57 

6  In  gentler  language  there  the  Lord 
The  counsels  of  his  grace  imparts : 
Amid  the  raging  storm,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

PSALM  30.    L.  M. 

Sickness  healed. 

1  T  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high, 
-■-  At  thy  command  diseases  fly  : 
Who,  but  a  God,  can  speak,  and  save 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his, 
And  tell  how  large  his  goooness  is ; 
Let  all  your  pow'rs  rejoice  and  bless, 
While  you  record  his  holiness. 

3  His  anger  but  a  moment  stays  ; 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days : 
Tho'  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  morning-star  restores  the  joy. 

4  Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
And  I  presum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night : 
Fondly  I  said  within  my  heart, 

"  Pleasure  and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart." 

5  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  strong, 
Which  made  my  mountain  stand  so  long  • 
Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  died. 

6  1  cried  aloud  to  thee,  my  God  : 

"  What  can'st  thou  profit  by  my  blood  ? 

"  Deep  in  the  dust  can  I  declare 

"  Thy  truth,  or  sing  thy  glories  there  ? 

7  "  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,"   I  said, 

"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead  :'* 
Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt ; 
Thy  pard'ning  love  remov'd  my  guilt. 
3* 


58  PSALM  XXXI. 

8  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  foi  ms  of  woe, 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praises  now  ; 

I  throw  my  sackcloth  on  the  ground, 
And  ease  and  gladness  gird  me  round. 

9  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  silent  of  thy  name : 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  thro'  earth  and  heav'n, 
For  sickness  heal'd  and  sins  forgiv'n. 

PSALM  31.    First  Part.    C.  M. 
Deliverance  from  death. 

1  TNTO  thy  hand,  O  God  of  truth, 
•*•  My  spirit  I  commit; 

Thou  hast  redeem'd  my  soul  from  death, 
And  sav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

2  The  passions  of  my  hope  and  fear 

Maintain'd  a  doubtiul  strife  ; 
While  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin  conspir'd 
To  take  away  my  life. 

3  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand,"  I  cried, 

"  Tho'  I  draw  near  the  dust ;" 
Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide, 
The  God  in  whom  I  trust. 

4  O  make  thy  reconciled  face 
Upon  thy  servant  shine, 

And  save  me  for  thy  mercy's  sake  ! 
For  I'm  entirely  thine. 

5  'T  was  in  my  haste  my  spirit  said, 
"  I  must  despair  and  die ; 

"  I  am  cut  off  before  thine  eyes  ;** 
But  thou  hast  heard  my  cry. 

6  Thy  goodness  how  divinely  free ! 
How  wond'rous  is  thy  grace 

To  those  that  fear  thy  majesty, 
And  trust  thy  promises! 


■ 


PSALM  XXXI. 

7  O  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  saints, 
And  sing  his  praises  loud  : 
He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 
And  recompense  the  proud. 

PSALM  31.     Second  Fart,    CM. 
Deliverance  from  slander  and  reproach. 

1  JkM  Y  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
•U-J-  My  Gcd,  my  help,  my  trust : 
Thou  hast  preserv'd  my  face  from  shame, 

Mine  honour  from  the  dust 

2  "  My  life  is  spent  with  grief,"  I  cried, 

"  My  years  consum'd  in  groans ; 
**  My  strength  decays ;  mine  eyes  are  dried ; 
"And  sorrow  wastes  my  bones." 

&  Among  mine  enemies  my  name 
Was  a  mere  proverb  grown  ; 
While  to  my  neighbours  I  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 

i  Slander  and  fear  on  ev'ry  side 
Seized  and  beset  me  round  : 
I  to  the  throne  of  grace  applied. 
And  speedy  rescue  found. 

5  flow  great  deliverance  thou  hast  wrought 

Before  the  sons  of  men ! 
The  lying  lips  to  silence  brought, 
And  made  their  boastings  vain  ! 

6  Thy  children,  from  the  strife  of  tongues, 

Shall  thy  pavilion  hide ; 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrong, 
And  crush  the  sons  of  pride. 

T  Within  thv  gecref  presence,  Lord, 
Let  me  for  ever  dwell : 
No  fenoeo  city  wall'd  and  barr'd 
SecuiCo  *  saint  so  well. 


60  PSALM  XXXI,  XXXII. 

PSALM  31.     Third  Fart.     L.  M. 

Special  mercies  acknowledged. 
1    IHfOW  many  Ebcnezers  stand, 

•*--■■  To  mark  the  mercies  of  thy  hand  ! 
How  many  pray'rs  have  reach'd  thy  throne! 
How  often  has  thy  grace  been  shown . 

£  When  sorrows  rise  and  pains  prevail, 
Or  angry  foes  my  peace  assail ; 
When  dangers  thicken  all  around ; 
In  thee  alone  my  help  is  found. 

3  Thro'  all  the  road,  each  day,  each  hour, 
Fresh  evils  threaten  to  devour : 

Some  new  complaint,  some  painful  case, 
Still  drives  me  to  the  throne  of  grace. 

4  My  former  friends  their  friend  forget, 
And  change  theft  love  to  cruel  hate ; 
But  truth  and  love  with  thee  remain ; 
My  Saviour  always  is  the  same. 

5  Support  me  in  this  slvarp  distress, 
While  all  forsake,  and  some  oppress; 
And  if  my  ways  the  Lord  approve, 
Then  turn  their  haired  into  love. 

PSALM  33.     First  Part.     L.  IW. 
The  justified  believer. 

1  ~W\  LEST  is  the  man,  for  ever  blest, 
-■-*   Whose  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God 
Whose  sins  with  sorrow  are  confess'd, 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  iniquities! 

He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 
And,  not  on  works,  but  grace,  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free ; 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 


PSALM  XXXII,  XXXIIL  61 

With  deep  repentance  well  agree  ; 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  sincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  righteousness, 
That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  sins  ! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace, 
Thro'  his  whole  life,  appears  and  shines. 

PSALM  32.    Second  Part.    L.  M. 
Benefits  following  confession. 

I  "V^HILE  I  keep  silence,  and  conceal 
»  •     My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torments  doth  my  conscience  feel ! 
What  agonies  of  inward  smart  ? 

9  I  spread  my  sins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  secret  faults  confess  : 
Thy  gospel  speaks  a  pard'ning  word, 
Thy  holy  Spirit  seals  the  grace. 

1  For  this  shall  ev'ry  humble  soul 
Make  swifl  addresses  to  thy  seat  : 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
There  shall  they  find  a  blest  retreat. 

4   How  safe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

When  days  grow  dark,  and  storms  appear ; 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watch  Ail  eye 

Shall  guide  me  safe  from  every  snare. 

PSALM  33.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
Creation  and  providence. 

1  T>  EJOTCE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord 
■-  *•   This  work  belongs  to  you  : 

Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
How  holy,  just  and  true! 

2  His  mercy  and  his  righteousness 

Let  heav'n  and  earth  proclaim  : 


62  PSALM  XXXIII. 

His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wond'rous  name. 

3  His  wisdom  and  almighty  word 

The  heav'nly  arches  spread  ; 
And  by  the  spirit  of  the  Lord 
Their  shining  hosts  were  made. 

4  He  bid  the  liquid  waters  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep : 
The  flowing  seas  their  limits  know, 
And  their  own  station  keep. 

5  Ye  tenants  of  the  spacious  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  stand  : 
He  spake,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 
And  rests  on  his  command. 

b  He  scorns  the  angry  nations'  rage, 
And  breaks  their  vain  designs  : 
His  counsel  stands  thro'  ev'ry  age, 
And  in  full  glory  shines. 

PSALM  33.     Second  Part.    C.  M. 

God  a  nation's  refuge. 

1  "OLEST  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord 
-■-*  Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  throne  ; 
Where  he  reveals  his  heav'nly  word, 

And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 

2  His  eyes,  with  infinite  survey, 

The  spacious  world  behold  ; 
He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  rescu'd  by  the  force 

Of  armies  from  the  grave : 
Nor  speed  nor  courage  of  a  horse, 
Can  the  bold  rider  save. 

4  Vain  is  the  strength  of  beasts  or  meu, 

To  hope  for  safety  thence : 


PSALM  XXXIV. 

But  holy  souls  from  God  obtain 
A  strong  and  sure  defence. 

5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  trust, 

When  plagues  or  famine  spread : 
His  watchful  eye  secures  the  just 
Among  ten  thousand  dead. 

6  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 

And  bless  us  from  thy  throne  : 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  trust  thy  grace  alone. 


T 


PSALM  34.    First  Part    C.  M. 

Praise  for  eminent  deliverance. 
IIRO'  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 


In  trouble  and  in  joy, 

The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 

My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

And  high  exalt  his  name  : 
When  in  distress  on  him  I  call'd, 
He  to  my  rescue  came. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Deliv'rance  he  affords  to  all, 
Who  on  his  succour  trust. 

i  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love  : 
Experience  will  decide, 
How  bless'd  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints  ;  and  you  will  thei 
Have  nothing  else  to  fear  : 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight ; 
He'll  make  your  wants  his  care 


64  PSALM  XXXIV. 

PSALM  34.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 
God's  care  of  saints. 

1  T  ORD,  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days  ; 

-*-^  Thy  praise  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongues 
My  soul  shall  glory  in  thy  grace; 
While  saints  rejoice  to  hoar  the  song. 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me  ; 
Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  name : 

I  sought  th'  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos' d  my  hope  to  shame  : 

3  I  told  him  all  my  secret  grief; 

My  secret  groaning  reach'd  his  ears  : 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  cahn'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  pnor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
Their  faces  teel  the  heav'nl y  beam ; 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  skies, 
Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  supreme. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  that  serve  the  Lord  . 
O  !  fear,  and  love  him,  all  his  saints  ; 
Taste  of  his  grace,  and  trust  his  word. 

6  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  thro'  all  the  wood; 
But  none  shall  seek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  supplies  of  real  good. 

PSALM  34.     Third  Part.    L.  M. 
Advantages  of  early  piety. 

1  /"CHILDREN  in  years  and  knowledge  young 
"-^   Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents'  joy, 
Attend  the  counsels  of  my  tongue: 

Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ 

2  If  you  desire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  state  ; 


PSALM  XXXIV.  66 

Restrain  your  feet  from  impious  ways, 
Your  lips  from  slander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  saints ; 
His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries : 
He  sets  his  frowning  face  against 
The  sons  of  violence,  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  souls  and  broken  hearts 
God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh  : 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

5  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans ; 
His  Son  redeems  their  souls  from  death  : 
His  spirit  heals  their  broken  bones ; 
While  they  in  praise  employ  tii^ir  breath. 

PSALM  34.    Fourth  Part.    C.  M. 
God's  care  of  Saints. 

1  npHE  Lord  for  ever  guards  the  just, 

■*-    His  ears  attend  their  cry  : 
When  broken  spirits  dwell  in  dust, 
The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

2  What  tho'  the  sorrows,  here  they  taste 

Be  sharp  and  tedious  too ; 
The  Lord,  who  s?ves  his  saints  at  last. 
Is  their  supporter  now. 

3  Evil  shall  smite  the  wicked  dead  ; 

But  God  secures  his  own  ; 
Prevents  the  mischief  when  they  slide. 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone 

4  When  desolation,  like  a  flood, 

O'er  the  proud  sinner  rolls  ; 

Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God* 

For  he  redeems  their  souls. 


66  PSALM  XXXV. 

PSALM  35.    First  Part.    C.  M. 
Judgments  threatened  on  persecutors, 

1  T\TOW  plead  my  cause,  Almighty  God, 
■*•  ^    With  all  the  sons  of'  strife  ; 

And  fight  against  the  men  of  blood, 
Who  fight  against  my  life. 

2  Draw  out  thy  spear,  and  stop  their  way  : 

Lift  thine  avenging  rod  ; 

But,  to  my  soul  in  mercy  say, 

"  I  am  thy  Saviour  God." 

3  They  plant  their  snares  to  catch  my  feet, 

And  nets  of  mischief  spread  : 
Plunge  the  destroyers  in  the  pit, 
That  their  own  hands  have  made. 

4  Let  fogs  and  darkness  hide  their  way ; 

And  slipp'ry  be  their  ground  : 
Thy  wrath  shall  make  their  lives  a  prey. 
And  all  their  rage  confound. 

5  They  fly,  like  chaff  before  the  wind, 

Before  thine  angry  breath  : 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  behind 
Pursues  them  down  to  death. 

6  They  love  the  road  that  leads  to  hell ; 

Then  must  the  rebels  die, 

Whose  malice  is  implacable 

Against  the  Lord  on  high. 

7  But  if  thou  hast  a  chosen  few 

Amongst  that  impious  race  ; 
Divide  them  from  the  bloody  crew 
By  thy  surprising  grace. 

8  Then  will  I  raise  my  tuneful  voice 

To  make  thy  wonders  known  ; 
In  their  salvation  I'll  rejoice, 
And  bless  thee  for  my  own 


PSALM  XXXV,  XXXVI. 

PSALM  35.    Second  Part.    C.  M. 
The  love  of  Christ  typified  in  David. 

1  "OEHOLD  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love 
-£>   That  holy  David  shows ! 

Mark  how  his  tender  bowels  move 
For  his  afflicted  foes! 

2  When  they  are  sick,  his  soul  complains, 

And  seems  to  feel  the  smart; 
The  spirit  of  the  gospel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole 

As  for  a  brother  dead  I 
And  fasting  mortified  his  soul, 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 

4  They  groan'd  and  curs'd  him  on  their  bed; 

Yet  still  he  pleads  and  mourns : 
And  double  blessings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  0  glorious  type  of  heav'nly  grace ! 

Thus  Christ  the  Lord  appears ; 
While  sinners  curse,  the  Saviour  prays, 
And  pities  them  with  tears. 

S  He,  the  true  David,  Israel's  king, 
Blest  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  save  us  rebels  dead  in  sin, 
Paid  his  own  dearest  blood. 

PSALM  36.     First  Part.     S.  M. 
Description  and  doom  of  practical  atheism- 

1  TX/'HEN  man  grows  bold  in  sin, 

■  »      My  heart  within  me  cries, 
He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
"Nor  fear  before  his  eyes." 

2  He  walks  a  while  conceal'd 
In  a  self-flattering  dream: 


f68  PSALM  XXXVL 

Till  his  dark  crimes,  at  once  reveal'd, 
Expose  his  hateful  name. 

3  His  heart  is  false  and  foul, 
His  words  are  smooth  and  fair: 

Wisdom  is  banish'd  from  his  soul, 
And  leaves  no  goodness  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 
New  mischiefs  to  fulfil : 

He  sets  his  heart,  his  hand  and  head, 
To  practise  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 
Tho'  men  renounce  his  fear: 

His  justice,  hid  behind  the  cloud, 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

6  His  truth  transcends  the  sky ; 
In  heav'n  his  mercies  dwell ; 

Deep  as  the  sea  his  judgments  lie; 
His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  love, 
Whence  all  our  safely  springs  ! 

0  never  let  my  soul  remove 

From  underneath  his  wings! 

PSALM  36.     Second  Part.     L.  M 
Confidence  in  Dioine  Providence. 

1  f\   LORD,  thy  mercy,  my  sure  hope, 
^-^  The  highest  orb  of  heav'n  transcend 
Thy  sacred  truth's  unmeasur'd  scope 
Beyond  the  spreading  sky  extends. 

2  Thy  justice  like  the  hills  remains; 
Unfathoni'd  depths  thy  judgments  are: 
Thy  providence  the  world  sustains; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

3  Since  of  thy  goodness  all  partake ; 
With  what  assurance  should  the  just 


i 


TSALM  XXXVII.  69 

Thy  sheltering-  wings  their  refuge  make  : 
And  saints  to  thy  protection  trust  ? 

I  Such  guests  shall  to  thy  courts  be  led, 
To  banquet  on  thy  love's  repast ; 
And  drink,  as  from  a  fountain  head, 
Of  joys  that  shall  for  ever  last. 

5  With  thee  the  springs  of  life  remain  ; 
Thy  presence  is  eternal  day  : 
O  !  let  thy  grace  thy  saints  sustain  : 
To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  display. 

PSALM  37.     First  Part.    C.  M 
Folly  of  envying  the  icicked. 

1  '^\7"HY  should  I  vex  my  soul  and  fret 

»  *•     To  see  the  wicked  rise  ? 
Or  envy  sinners  waxing  great 
By  violence  and  lies  ? 

2  As  flow'ry  grass,  cut  down  at  noon, 

Before  the  ev'ning  fades; 
So  shall  their  glories  vanish  soon, 
In  everlasting  shades. 

9  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  trust, 
And  practise  all  that's  good ; 
So  shall  I  dwell  among  the  just, 
And  he'll  provide  me  food. 

I  I,  to  my  Gnd,  my  ways  commit, 
And  cheerful  wait  his  will  : 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  desires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  shalt  thou  display  ; 

And  make  thy  judgments  known, 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  last  the  earth  possess, 

And  are  the  hei.s  of  heav'n  : 


70  PSALM  XXXVII. 

True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  souls  are  giv'n. 

7  Rest  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 

Nor  let  your  anger  rise ; 
Tho'  providence  should  long  delay, 
To  punish  haughty  vice. 

8  Let  sinners  join  to  break  your  peace, 

And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam; 

The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  sees 

Their  day  of  vengeance  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threat'ning  swore 

Have  bent  the  murd'rous  bow, 
To  slay  the  men,  that  fear  the  Lord, 
And  bring  the  righteous  low. 

10  My  God  shall  break  their  bows,  and  burn 
Their  persecuting  darts : 
Shall  their  own  swords  against  them  turn, 
And  pain  surprise  their  hearts. 

PSALM  37.     Second  Part.    C.  M. 
Righteous  and  wicked  contrasted. 

1  "%7S7'HY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast, 

»  »      And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The  meanest  portion  of  the  just 
Excels  the  sinner's  gold. 

2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 

But  ne'er  designs  to  pay : 
The  saint  is  merciful  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

3  His  alms  with  lib'ral  heart  he  gives 

Amongst  the  sons  of  need  : 
His  mem'ry  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  blessed  is  his  seed. 

4  He  fears  to  talk  with  lips  profane, 

To  slander  or  defraud  : 


PSALM  XXXVII.  71 

His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men, 
Wm.t  he  has  leam'd  of  God. 

5  The  law  and  gospel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide ; 
Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word, 
His  feet  shall  never  slide. 

6  When  sinners  fall,  the  righteous  stand 

Preserv'd  from  ev'ry  snare ; 
They  shall  possess  the  promis'd  land, 
And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

PSALM  37.     Third  Part.    C.  M. 
The  way  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  the  wicked. 

1  jITY  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 
-"■*■  Are  order'd  by  thy  will : 

Tho'  they  should  fall,  they  rise  again, 
Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways, 

Their  virtues  he  approves ; 
He  ne'er  deprives  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leaves  the  men  he  loves. 

6  The  heav'nly  heritage  is  theirs, 
Their  portion  and  their  home : 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blessings  lung  to  come. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  men, 

Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown : 
Ye  shall  confess  their  pride  was  vain, 
When  justice  casts  them  down. 

5  The  haughty  sinner  have  I  seen, 

Not  fearing  man  or  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

6  And  lo !  he  vanish'd  from  the  ground, 

Destroy'd  by  hands  unseen  : 


72  PSALM  XXX VI IT. 

Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

6  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness, 
His  sev'ral  steps  attend: 
True  pleasure  runs  thro'  all  .lis  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

PSALM  38.    C.  M. 

The  troubled  conscience  relieved. 

1  A  MID  thy  wrath  remember  love, 
•**-  Restore  thy  servant,  Lord ; 
Nor  let  a  father's  chast'ning  prove 

Like  an  avenger's  sword. 

2  Thine  arrows  stick  within  my  heart, 

My  flesh  is  sorely  prest : 
Between  the  sorrow  and  the  smart, 
My  spirit  finds  no  rest. 

3  My  sins  a  heavy  load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  head  are  gone ; 
Too  heavy  for  my  soul  to  bear, 
Too  hard  for  me  t'  atone. 

4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  sea, 

My  head  still  bending  down  ; 

And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day, 

Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

5  Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  sore, 

None  of  my  pow'rs  arc  whole : 
The  inward  anguish  makes  me  roar 
The  anguish  of  my  soul. 

6  All  my  desire  to  thee  is  known, 

Thine  eye  counts  ev'ry  tear; 
And  ev'ry  sigh,  and  ev'ry  groan, 
Is  notic'd  by  thine  ear. 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope, 

My  God  will  hep-r  my  cry  : 


PSALM  XXXIX.  73 

My  God  will  bear  my  spirit  up, 
When  Satan  bids  me  die. 

8  My  foes  rejoice  to  see  me  slide 

Into  the  miry  pit: 
They  raise  their  pleasure  and  their  pride, 
When  they  supplant  my  feet. 

9  But  I'll  confess  my  guilt  to  thee, 

And  grieve  for  all  my  sin : 
I  feel  how  weak  my  graces  be, 
And  beg  support  divine. 

10  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  past, 
And  be  for  ever  nigh: 
O  Lord  of  my  salvation,  haste. 
Before  thy  servant  die. 

PSALM  39.    First  Part.    C.  M. 
Watchfulness  over  the  tongue. 

1  nnHUS  I  resolv'd  before  the  Lord  : 

-*-    "  Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue, 
"  Lest  I  let  slip  one  sinful  word, 
"Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong." 

2  And,  if  I'm  e'er  constraint  to  stay 

With  men  of  lives  profane ; 
I'll  set  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 

3  I'll  scarce  allow  my  lips  to  speak 

The  pious  thoughts  I  feel ; 
Lest  scoffers  should  th'  occasion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  zeal. 

4  Yet  if  some  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  overaw'd ; 
Hut  let  the  scoffing  sinners  hear, 
That  I  can  speak  for  God 
4 


74  PSALM  XXXIX. 

PSALM  39.    Second  Part.    C.  M 
The  vanity  of  man  as  mortal. 

1  f  llEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days 

•*-    Thou  maker  of  my  frame  : 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast; 

How  short,  how  fleet  our  time ! 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flow'r  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain : 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love; 
But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  show; 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore ; 
They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  wh« 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

5  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for  then 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

6  Now  I  forbid  in)T  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  desires  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

PSALM  39.     Third  Tart.    CM 
Sick-bed  devotion. 

1  /~1  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
^Jf  Behold  the  pains  I  feel ! 

But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  dispute  thy  will. 

2  Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  command  ■ 


PSALM  XL.  75 

I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word, 
Against  thy  chast'ning  hand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  cries, 

"  Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes  :" 
My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies, 
Thro'  thy  repeated  strokes. 

4  Crush'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  to  the  dust: 
Our  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne'er  withstand, 
And  all  our  beauty's  lost. 

5  This  mortal  life  decays  apace, 

How  soon  the  bubble's  broke  ! 
Adam,  and  all  his  num'rous  race, 
Are  vanity  and  smoke. 

6  I'm  but  a  sojourner  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were ; 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go, 
When  I  the  summons  hear  ! 

7  But,  if  my  life  be  spar'd  a  while 

Before  my  last  remove, 
Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 

PSALM  40.      First  Part.    C.  M 
Deliverance  from  great  distress. 

1  T  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord; 
*■  He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry : 

He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 

Where  mourning  long  I  lay  ; 
And  from  my  bonds  releas'd  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand  ; 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 


76  PSALM  XL. 

To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new,  thankful  song. 

4  I'll  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad 

The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear ; 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  ! 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great ! 
We  have  not  words,  nor  hours  enough, 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  afflicted ,  poor  and  low, 

And  light  and  peace  depart, 

My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 

And  bears  me  on  his  heart 

PSALM  40.    Second  Part.    C.  M. 
The  incarnation  and  sacrifice  of  Chri$ 

1  TJEHOLD,  the  blest  Redeemer  comes ! 
■*-*  Th'  eternal  Son  appears  ! 

And  at  the  appointed  time  assumes 
The  body,  God  prepares  ! 

2  Jesus  revcal'd  his  Father's  grace, 

And  his  rich  mercy  show'd  : 
He  preach'd  the  way  of  righteousness, 
And  spread  his  truth  abroad. 

3  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 

He  nitied  sinners'  cries  ; 
And,  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
Was  made  a  sacrifice. 

4  No  blood  of  beasts,  on  altars  shed, 

Could  wash  the  conscience  clean ; 
The  sacrifice  which  Jesus  paid 
Atones  for  all  our  sin. 

5  Then  was  the  great  salvation  spread, 

And  Satan's  kingdom  shook  : 


rSALM  XL.  77 

Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  seed 
The  serpent's  head  was  broke. 

PSALM  40.     Third  Part.    L.  M. 
Christ  our  sacrifice. 

1  FT1HE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought, 

■»-    Exceed  our  praise,  surmount  our  thought 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 
My  speech  would  faint,  my  numbers  faiL 

2  No  blood  of  beasts  on  altars  spilt, 

Can  cleanse  the  souls  of  men  from  guilt ; 
But  thou  hast  set  before  our  eyes 
An  all-sufficient  sacrifice. 

3  In  heav'n  before  his  Father's  throne, 
Complacent,  smiles  th'  eternal  Son ; 

And,  pleas'd,  presents  with  boundless  grace 
Himself,  a  ransom  for  our  race. 

4  "  Behold  !  I  come,"  (the  Saviour  cries, 
With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes) 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 
"  Of  sins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God. 

H  "  Mine  ear  is  open'd  to  thy  voice, 
"  My  heart  delighted  with  thy  choice : 
"Pleas'd,  I  assume  a  fleshly  form, 
"Akin  to  man,  that  dying  worm. 

6  "  'Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree  ; 
u  'Tis  in  thy  book  foretold  of  me ; 
M  I  must  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part ; 
"  And  lo !  thy  law  is  in  my  heart 

7  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

"  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw  ; 
"  When  on  my  cross  I'm  lifted  high, 
"  Or  to  my  crow  n  above  the  sky. 

8  M  The  Spirit  shall  descend,  and  show 

"  What  thou  hast  done,  and  what  I  do 


78  PSALM  XLI,  XLI1. 

"The  wond'ring  world  shall  learn  thy  grace» 
"  Thy  wisdom  and  thy  righteousness." 

FSALM  41.    L.  M. 

Charity  to  the  poor. 
1  "OLEST  is  the  man  whose  bowels  move, 
■■?  And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor ; 
Whose  soul,  by  sympathizing  love, 
Feels  what  his  fellow-saints  endure. 

£  His  heart  contrives,  for  their  relief, 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do: 
He,  in  the  time  of  gen'ral  grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  bowels  too. 

3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 
With  secret  blessings  on  his  head  ; 
When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  dearth. 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or,  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 
God  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgiv'n  ; 
Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heav'n. 

PSALM  42.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
Desertion  and  hope. 

1  A  S  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 
■**-  When  heated  in  the  chase ; 

So  longs  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee, 
And  thy  refreshing  grace. 

2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 

My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine : 
O !  when  shall  I  behold  thy  face, 
Thou  Majesty  divine  ? 

3  Tears  are  my  constant  food,  while  thus 

Insulting  foes  upbraid ; 
**  Deluded  wretch  !  where  is  thy  God  ? 
"  And  where  his  proinis'd  aid  I" 


PSALM  XLII. 

4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  days  ; 
Then  to  thy  house  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praise. 

5  But  why's  my  soul  sunk  down  so  far 

Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  despair, 
And  sin  against  my  God  ? 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whose  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove : 
For  I  shall  yet  before  him  stand, 
And  sing  restoring  love. 

PSALM  42.    Second  Part.    L.  M. 

Hope  in  affliction. 

t   1%/TY  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord, 
-L*A  But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind  ; 
And  times  of  past  distress  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Huge  troubles,  with  tumultuous  noise, 
Swell  like  a  sea,  and  round  me  spread  ; 
Thy  water-spouts  drown  all  my  joys, 
And  rising  waves  roll  o'er  my  head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
When  I  address  his  throne  by  day  ; 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove  : 
The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 

4  I'll  cast  myself  before  his  feet, 

And  say,  "  My  God,  my  heav'nly  Rock  ! 

"  Why  doth  thy  love  so  long  forget 

*  The  soul,  that  groans  beneath  thy  stroke  ?* 

5  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  sinks  so  low ; 
Why  should  my  soul  indulge  her  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praise  him  too : 
H  j  is  my  rest,  my  sure  relief, 


90  PSALM  XLI1I. 

6  Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still : 
Thy  word  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ 
And  lead  me  to  thine  heav'nly  hill, 
My  God,  my  most  exceeding  joy. 

PSALM  43.    P.  M. 

Complaint  mingled  with  hope, 

1  ]\/fl"Y  God,  defend  my  cause 
-1- ▼-!•  Against  a  host  of  foes : 
O !  save  me  from  th'  unjust, 
Who  triumph  in  my  woes. 

Why  dost  thou  faint, 
My  trembling  heart  ? 
To  God  impart 
Thy  sad  complaint. 

2  Why  dost  thou,  O  my  shield, 
Desert  me  thus  forlorn  ? 
Why,  hated  and  oppress'd, 
Thus  bid  me  ceaseless  mourn? 

To  God  I  fly  ; 
In  God  I'll  trust, 
When  low  in  dust 
My  head  shall  lie. 

3  Now,  to  thy  sacred  house, 
With  joy  direct  my  feet ; 
Where  saints,  with  morning  vowe, 
In  full  assembly  meet. 

Thy  power  divine 
Shall  there  be  shown. 
And  from  thy  throne 
Thy  mercy  shine. 

4  O !  send  thy  light  abroad : 
Thy  truth  with  heav'nly  ray 
Shall  lead  my  soul  to  God, 
And  guide  my  doubtful  way 


v. 
PSALM  XLIV.  81 


I'll  hear  thy  word 
With  faith  sincere, 
And  learn  to  fear 
And  praise  the  Lord. 

5  There  reach  thy  bounteous  hand, 
And  all  my  sorror/s  heal, 
There  health  and  strength  divine 
O!  make  my  bosom  feel. 

Like  balmy  dew, 
Shall  Jesus'  voice 
My  bones  rejoice, 
My  strength  renew. 

6  Then,  in  thy  holy  hill, 
Before  thine  altar,  Lord, 

My  harp  and  song  shall  sound 
The  glories  of  thy  word. 

Henceforth  to  thee, 

O  God  of  grace, 

A  hymn  of  praise 

My  life  shall  be. 

7  My  soul,  awake  to  joy, 
And  triumph  in  the  Lord, 

My  health,  my  hope,  my  song, 
And  my  divine  reward. 

Ye  fears,  remove, 

No  more  I  mourn  ; 

But  blest  return 

To  sin"-  his  love. 


rSALM  44.    C.  M 
77ie  Church's  complaint  in  persecution. 

\  T   ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 
■"  Thy  works  of  pow'r  and  grace ; 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told 
The  wonders  of  their  days  : 
4* 


J 
82  PSALM  XLIV. 

2  How  thou  didst  build  thy  churches  here. 

And  make  thy  gospel  known  ; 
Among  them  did  thine  arm  appear, 
Thy  light  and  glory  shone. 

3  In  God  they  boasted  all  the  day, 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  thousands  meet  to  praise  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  song. 

4  But  now  our  souls  are  seiz'd  with  shame, 

Confusion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blaspheme, 
And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 

5  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God 

Nor  falsely  dealt  with  heav'n ; 
Nor  have  our  steps  declin'd  the  road 
Of  duty  thou  hast  giv'n. 

6  Tho'  dragons  all  around  us  roar, 

With  their  destructive  breath  ; 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  sore 
Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 

7  We  are  expos'd  all  day  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for  thy  en  use  ; 
As  sheep  lor  slaughter,  bound  we  lie, 
By  sharp  and  bloody  laws. 

8  Awake,  arise,  Almighty  Lord  ! 

Why  sleeps  thy  wonted  grace  ? 
Why  should  we  look  like  men  abhorr'd 
Or  banish'd  from  thy  face  ? 

3  Wilt  thou  for  ever  cast  us  off 
And  still  neglect  our  cries  ? 
For  ever  hide  thy  hcav'nly  love 
From  our  afflicted  eyes  ? 

10  Down  to  the  dust  our  souls  are  bow'd 
And  lie  upon  the  ground; 


PSALM  XLV 

Rise  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 
And  all  their  pow'rs  confound. 

11  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  shame, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  God : 
We  plead  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

PSALM  45.    First  Part.    L.  M. 
The  glory  of  Christ. 

1  "JVTOW  be  my  heart  inspir'd  to  sing 
■*- «    The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King ; 
Jesus  the  Lord ;  how  heav'nly  fair 
His  form !  how  bright  his  beauties  are ! 

2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race, 
He  shines  with  a  superior  grace  ; 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  blessings   all  his  state  compose. 

3  Dress  thee  in  arms,  most  mighty  Lord ! 
Gird  on  the  terror   of  thy  sword  ! 

In  majesty  and  glory  ride, 

With  truth  and  meekness  at  thy  side. 

4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  stubborn  heart  • 
Or  words  of  mercy,  kind  and  sweet, 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  stands  : 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right: 
Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 

6  O  God,  thy  God  has  richly  shed 
His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head, 
And  with  his  sacred  Spirit  bles* 
Th'  eternal  Son  above  the  rest. 


84  PSALM  XLV,  XL VI. 

PSALM  45.    Second  Part.    L.  M. 
The  beauty  of  the  Church,  the  bride, 

1  FT1HE  King  of  saints  how  fair  his  face, 

•*-    Adorn'd  with  majesty  and  grace ! 
He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  with  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 
The  queen  aray'd  in  purest  gold  : 
The  world  admires  her  heav'nly  dress ; 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 
He  calls  and  seats  her  near  his  throne 
Fair  stranger,  let  thy  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  state. 

4  So  shall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee,  the  fav'rite  of  his  choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd  : 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  hour !  when  thou  shalt  rise 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  skies ; 
And  all  thy  sons  (a  numerous  train) 
Each,  like  a  prince,  in  glory  reign. 

6  Let  endless  honours  crown  his  head  ; 
Let  ev'ry  age  his  praises  spread  ; 
While  we  with  cheerful  songs  approve 
The  condescencion  of  his  love. 

PSALM  46.    First  Part.    L.  M. 
The  safety  of  the  Church. 

1  ^1  OD  is  our  refuge  in  distress, 

^-J"  A  present  help  when  dangers  press 
t)n  him  for  safety  we  relied  : 
And  in  his  strength  we  will  confide  : 

2  Tho'  earth  were  from  her  centre  tost, 
And  mountains  in  the  ocean  lost ; 


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PSALM  XLVI.  86 

Or  lofty  hills  from  their  abode, 
Torn  piecemeal  by  the  roaring  flood. 

3  Let  angry  waves  together  roll'd 
Rage  on  with  fury  uncontrol'd ; 
We  will  not  fear,  whilst  we  depend 
On  God,  who  is  our  constant  friend. 

i  A  gentler  stream,  that  ever  flows, 
And  joy  to  all  around  bestows, 
The  city  of  the  Lord  shall  fill, 
The  city  where  he's  worshipp'd  still. 

5  God  dwells  in  Zion,  whose  strong  tow'rs 
Shall  mock  th'  assault  of  earthly  pow'rs ; 
And  his  almighty  aid  is  nigh, 
To  those  who  on  his  strength  rely. 

PSALM  46.     Second  Part.    L.  M. 

The  Church's  safety  amid  national  distre*& 

1    T   ET  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice, 

-*-J  Tho'  tyrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rise , 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
The  nat^iis  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 

?  Tho  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  still  our  aid  : 
Behold  the  works  his  hand  hath  wrought, 
What  desolations  he  hath  made  ! 

3  From  sea  to  sea  thro'  all  the  shores, 
He  makes  the  noise  of  battles  cease  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 

41  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  spear  , 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heav'nly  flame  : 
Keep  silence  ail  the  earth,  and  hear 
The  sound  and  glory  of  his  name. 


86  PSALM  XLVII. 

5  "  Be  still,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 
"  I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands ; 

"  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
"  But  still  my  throne  in  Zion  stands." 

6  O  Lord  of  hosts,  Almighty  King ; 
While  we  so  near  thy  presence  dwell, 
Our  faith  shall  sit  secure,  and  sing 
Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

PSALM  47.    C.  M. 

Christ  ascending  and  reigning 

1  {\  FOR  a  shout  of  sacred  joy, 
^-^  To  God  the  sov'reign  King ! 
Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ, 

And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Jesus,  our  God,  ascends  on  high  ; 

His  heav'nly  guards  around 

Attend  him  rising  thro'  the  sky, 

With  trumpets'  joyful  sound. 

3  While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains  : 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  sing ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound, 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  song  ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 

5  In  Israel  stood  his  ancient  throne, 

He  lov'd  that  chosen  race  ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  taste  his  grace. 

6  These  western  climes  are  all  the  Lord's, 

Here  Abraham's  God  is  known  ; 
While  pow'rs  and  princes,  shields  and  sworda 
Submit  before  his  throne. 


PSALM  XLVIII.  87 

PSALM  48.    First  Part.    S.  M. 
'Hit  Church  is  the  honour  and  safety  of  a  nation, 

1  |~1REAT  is  the  Lord  our  Goa, 
^-*    And  let  his  praise  be  great; 

fte  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  These  temples  of  his  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  stand  ! 

The  honour  of  our  native  place, 
And  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known, 
A  refuge  in  distress  : 

How  bright  hath  his  salvation  shone 
Thro'  a"  her  palaces ! 

4  When  Kings  against  her  join'd, 
And  saw  the  Lord  was  there ; 

In  wild  confusion  of  the  mind 
They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 

/»  When  navies  tall  and  proud 
Attempt  to  spoil  our  peace, 
He  sends  his  tempests  roaring  loud, 
And  sinks  them  in  the  seas. 

G  Oft  have  our  fathers  told  ; 
Our  eyes  have  often  seen ; 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold, 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

7  In  ev'ry  new  distress, 
We'll  to  his  house  repair : 
We'll  think  upon  his  wond'rous  grace, 
And  seek  deliv'rance  there. 

PSALM  48.    Second  Part.    S.  M. 
The  worship  and  order  of  the  Church 
1  TC^AR  as  thy  name  is  known, 
■*•     The  world  declares  thy  praise  : 


88  PSALM  XLIX. 

Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
Their  songs  of  honour  raise. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  stand 
On  Zion's  chosen  hill, 

Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 
The  city  where  we  dwell, 

Compass  and  view  the  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well; 

4  The  orders  of  thy  house, 
The  worship  of  thy  court, 

The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vo>ys, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wise! 
How  glorious  to  behold, 

Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold  ! 

6  The  God  we  worship  now, 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die  ; 

Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 

PSALM  49.     First  Part.    C.  M 
The  vanity  of  life  and  riches. 
1   W/'HY  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
■»     To  insolence  and  pride, 
To  see  his  wealth  and  honours  flow 
With  ev'ry  rising  tide  ? 

S  Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  scorn. 
Made  of  the  self-same  clay  ; 
And  boast  as  tho'  his  flesh  were  born 
Of  better  dust  than  they  ? 

3  Not  all  his  treasures  can  procure 
His  soul  a  short  reprieve ; 


FSALM  XLIX.  89 

Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

4  Life  is  a  blessing  can't  be  sold, 

The  ransom  is  too  high ; 
Justice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die. 

5  He  sees  the  brutish  and  the  wise, 

The  tim'rous  and  the  brave, 
Quit  their  possessions,  close  their  eyes, 
And  hasten  to  the  grave. 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 

"  My  house  shall  ever  stand ; 
**  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 
"  I'll  give  it  to  my  land." 

7  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  lost, 

How  soon  his  mem'ry  dies  ! 

His  name  is  buried  in  the  dust, 

Where  his  own  carcass  lies. 

6  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way ; 
And  yet  their  sons,  as  vain, 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  say, 
And  act  their  works  again. 

9  Men  void  of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 
If  honours  raise  them  high, 
Live  like  the  beasts,  a  thoughtless  race, 
And  like  the  beasts  they  die. 

10  Laid  in  the  grave  like  silly  sheep, 
Death  feeds  upon  them  there ; 
Till  the  last  trumpet  breaks  their  sleep 
In  terror  and  despair. 

PSALM  49.    Second  Part.    C.  M. 
Death  and  the  resurrection. 
}    ^LT'E  sons  of  pride  that  hate  the  just, 
■*■    And  trample  on  the  poor  ; 


90  PSALM  L. 

When  death  hath  brought  you  dcwn  to  dust, 
Your  pomp  shall  rise  no  more. 

2  The  last  great  day  shall  change  the  scene ; 

When  will  that  hour  appear  ? 
When  shall  the  just  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  scorn'd  them  here  ? 

3  God  will  my  naked  soul  receive, 

When  sep'rate  from  the  flesh ; 
And  break  the  prison  of  the  grave, 
To  raise  my  bones  afresh. 

4  Heav'n  is  my  everlasting  home, 

Th1  inheritance  is  sure ; 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  resume, 
But  I'll  repine  no  more. 

PSALM  50.     First  Part,    C.  M. 
The  last  judgment,  Saints  rewarded. 

1  f  i^HE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 

■*■    Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 
And  near  the  western  sky. 

2  No  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say, 

"Judgment  will  ne'er  begin  ;" 
No  more  abuse  his  long  delay 
To  impudence  and  sin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  shall  come, 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way; 
Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heav'n  from  above  his  call  shall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come ; 
And  earth  and  hell  shall  know  and  fear 
His  justice,  and  their  doom. 

5  w  But  gather  all  my  saints  (he  cries) 

44  That  made  their  peace  v  ith  God, 


rSALM  L.  91 

44  By  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice, 
44  And  seal'd  it  with  his  blood. 

6  u  Their  faith  and  works  brought  forth  to  light, 
44  Shall  make  the  world  confess 
44  My  sentence  of  reward  is  right, 
"  And  heav'n  adore  my  grace." 

PSALM  50.    Second  Part.    C.  M. 
Obedience  is  better  than  sacrifice. 
HUS  saith  the  Lord,  "The  spacious  fields, 


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"  And  flocks  and  herds,  are  mine  : 
44  O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills 
"  I  claim  a  right  divine. 

2  "  I  ask  no  sheep  for  sacrifice, 

44  Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire ; 
"  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praise, 
44  Is  all  that  I  require. 

3  u  Invoke  my  name  when  trouble's  near, 

44  My  hand  shall  set  thee  free  ; 
44  Then  shall  thy  thankful  lips  declare 
44  The  honour  due  to  me. 

4  44  The  man  that  offers  humble  praise, 

44  Declares  my  glory  best ; 
•  And  those  that  tread  my  holy  ways, 
44  Shall  my  salvation  taste. 

5  44  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  slain 

44  Will  I  the  world  reprove : 
44  Altars  and  rites  and  forms  are  vain, 
44  Without  the  fire  of  love. 

6  44  And  what  have  hypocrites  to  do 

44  To  bring  their  sacrifice  ? 
44  They  call  my  statutes  just  and  true, 
44  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 

7  44  Could  you  expect  to  'scape  my  sight, 

44  And  sin  without  control  ? 


92  PSALM  L. 

**  But  I  will  bring  your  crimes  to  light, 
"  With  anguish  in  your  soul." 

8  Consider,  ye  that  slight  the  Lord, 
Before  his  wrath  appear; 
If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  sword, 
There's  no  deliv'rer  there. 

PSALM  50.     Third  Part.    L.  M. 
Hypocrisy  warned. 

1  rilHE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns  I 

-»-    Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
Who  place  their  hope  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care. 

2  Vile  wretches  dare  rehearse  his  name 
With  lips  of  falsehood  and  deceit  • 

A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
And  soothe  and  flatter  those  they  hate 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong 
Yet  dare  to  seek  their  Maker's  face ; 
They  take  his  cov'nant  on  their  tongue, 
But  break  his  laws,  abuse  his  grace. 

4  To  heav'n  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
Defil'd  with  lust,  defil'd  with  blood  : 
By  night,  they  practise  ev'ry  sin  ; 

By  day,  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And,  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  secure,  and  sin  the  more  : 
They  think  he  sleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 

O  dreadful  hour !  when  God  draws  near, 
And  sets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes : 
His  wrath  their  guilty  souls  shall  tear. 
And  no  deliv'rer  dare  to  rise. 


PSALM  L,  LI.  93 

rSALM  50.    Fourth  Part.    P.  M. 
The  last  judgment. 

1  npHE  God  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forth, 

•*•    Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the  north  : 
From  east  to  west  the  sov'reign  orders  spread, 
Thro'  distant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead. 
The  trumpet  sounds ;  hell  trembles;  heav'n  rejoices ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

2  No  more  shall  atheists  mock  his  long  delay ; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more  :  behold  the  day  ! 
Behold  the  Judge  descends !  his  guards  are  nigh ; 
Tempests  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky. 
When  God  appears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him  : 
While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him. 

3  Sinners,  awake  betimes ;  ye  fools,  be  wise ; 
Awake,  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise : 
Change  your  vain  thoughts,  your  crooked  works 

amend, 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend  : 
Then  join,  ye  saints ;  wake  ev'ry  cheerful  passion, 
When  Christ  returns,  he  comes  for  your  salvation, 

PSALM  51.     First  Part.     L.  M. 
A  penitent  pleading  for  pardon. 

1  ^HOW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive, 
^  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  pow'r  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound ; 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 


94  PSALM  LI 

3  O !  wash  my  soul  from  ev'ry  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean : 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace : 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

PSALM  51.     Second  Part.    L.  M 
Original  and  actual  sins  confessed. 

1  T  ORD,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin, 
-"  And  born  unholy  and  unclean  : 
Sprung  from  the  man,  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death  : 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart ; 
But  we're  defil'd  in  ev'ry  part. 

3  Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew, 
And  form  my  spirit  pure  and  true ; 
O !  make  me  wise  betimes,  to  see 
My  danger  and  my  remedy. 

4  Behold  !  I  fall  before  thy  face  ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace : 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean. 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

b  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 


PSALM  LI.  9 

6  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  pow'r  sufficient  to  atone  : 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow; 
No  Jewish  type  could  cleanse  me  so. 

7  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease : 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice. 

PSALM  51.     Third  Fart.     L.  M. 

The  backslider  reclaimed,  or,  Repentance  and  faith 

in  the  blood,  of  Christ. 

1  f\  THOU,  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 
^-^  Tho'  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Avert  from  them  thy  angry  look, 

And  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin ; 
Let  thy  good  spirit  ne'er  depart, 

Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight: 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Tho'  I  have  griev'd  thy  spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  still  afford  : 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring : 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

6  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just. 
Look  down,  6  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemn'd  to  die. 


96  PSALM  LII. 

7  Then  will  1  teach  the  world  thy  ways : 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sov'reign  grace ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pard'ning  God. 

8  O  !  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue ; 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song : 
And  all  my  pow'rs  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

PSALM  52.    First  Part.    L.  M. 
The  destruction  of  tyrants  and  persecutor*. 

1  Tlf7"HY  should  the  haughty  tyrant  boast, 

»  »     His  vengeful  arm,  his  warlike  host  * 
While  blood  denies  his  cruel  hand, 
And  desolation  wastes  the  land. 

2  He  joys  to  hear  the  captive's  cry, 
The  widow's  groan,  the  orphan's  sigh ; 
And,  when  the  weary  sword  would  spare, 
His  falsehood  spreads  the  fatal  snare. 

3  He  triumphs  in  the  deeds  of  wrong, 
And  arms  with  rage  his  impious  tongue, 
With  pride  proclaims  his  dreadful  pow'r, 
And  bids  the  trembling  world  adore. 

4  But  God  is  good,  and  with  a  frown, 
Casts  to  the  dust  his  honours  down : 
The  righteous,  freed,  their  hopes  recall, 
And  hail  the  proud  oppressor's  fall. 

5  How  low  the  persecutor  lies, 

Who  dar'd  th'  eternal  pow'r  despise ; 
And  vainly  strove,  with  impious  joy, 
The  church  and  nation  to  destroy  ! 

6  We  praise  the  Lord,  who  heard  our  cries, 
And  sent  salvation  from  the  skies  : 

The  saints,  who  saw  our  mournful  days, 
Shall  join  our  grateful  songs  of  praise. 


PSALM  LII.LICI.  97 

PSALM  52.    Second  Part.     L.  M. 
The  experience  of  the  Lord's  people  in  his  house. 

1  A    WORD  in  season,  spoke  with  pow'r, 
*»   I've  oflen  heard  within  these  walls ; 
But  none  surpassing,  what  this  hour 
Attends  the  precious  gospel  calls. 

2  When  Christ  unveils  his  lovely  face, 
And  grace  for  grace  is  largely  giv'n , 
A  glory  shines,  which  makes  this  place 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heav'n. 

3  Here,  in  thy  courts,  let  me  be  seen, 
Growing  in  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  : 
Like  olives  fair,  and  fresh,  and  green, 
And  rip'ning  for  the  world  above. 

4  Here  will  I  view  thy  glory,  Lord, 
And  songs  for  all  thy  goodness  raise : 
Here  will  I  wait  to  hear  thy  word, 

And  join  with  saints  who  sing  thy  praise. 

PSALM  53.     'Brat  Part.     L   M. 
Practical  Atheism. 

1  "  fin  HERE  is  a  God."  all  nature  cries : 

M-     The  heav'ns  and  earth  this  truth  confes*  f 
Yet  this,  the  atheist  fool  denies, 
And  dares  his  impious  thoughts  express. 

2  The  Lord,  from  his  celestial  tow'r, 
Look'd  down,  the  sons  of  men  to  view ; 
To  see  if  any  own'd  his  pow'i, 

If  any  truth  and  justice  knew. 

3  But  all  he  saw  were  gone  aside, 

All,  in  their  hearts,  were  atheists  grown ; 
None  took  religion  for  their  guide, 
Not  one  did  God  his  sov'reign  own. 


98  PSALM  LIII,  LIV. 

4  O  wretched  state  !  how  fall'n  are  men  ! 

How  guilty,  helpless,  lost,  and  dead ! 
They're  all  concluded  under  sin  ; 
Their  hope  is  gone,  their  peace  is  fled. 

5  To  such,  the  Lord  his  gospel  sends; 
For  these,  a  Saviour  he  appoints  , 

To  them  his  graee  with  pow'r  extends; 
And  changes  atheists  into  saints. 

PSALM  53.     Second  Part.     C.  M. 
The  folly  of  persecutors — Security  of  Saints 

1  4  RE  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools, 
-^*-  Who  thus  devour  her  saints  ? 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 

And  pities  her  complaints  ? 

2  They  shall  be  seiz'd  with  sad  surprise  : 

For  God's  avenging  arm 
Scatters  the  bones  of  them,  that  rise 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  Satan  boast 

Of  armies  in  array  : 
When  God  has  first  dispers'd  their  host, 
They  fall  an  easy  prey. 

4  O  for  a  word  from  Zion's  King, 

Her  captives  to  restore  ! 
Jacob  with  all  his  tribes  shall  sing, 
And  Judah  weep  no  more. 

PSALM  54.     P.  M. 

Prayer  for  deliverance  from  enemies. 

1   1VT  Y  God,  preserve  my  soul ; 
■*■"    O  make  ray  spirit  whole : 

To  save  me  let  thy  strength  appear ; 
Strangers  my  steps  surround  ; 
Their  pride  and  rage  confound, 

And  bring  thy  great  salvation  near. 


PSALM  LV  99 

2  Those,  that  against  me  rise, 
Are  aliens  from  the  skies : 

They  hate  thy  church  and  kingdom,  Lord! 
They  mock  thy  fearful  name : 
They  glory  in  their  shame, 

Nor  heed  the  wonders  of  thy  word. 

3  But  O  thou  King  divine, 
My  chosen  friends  are  thine, 

The  men,  that  still  my  soul  sustain : 
Wilt  thou  my  foes  subdue, 
And  form  their  hearts  anew, 

And  snatch  them  from  eternal  pain? 

I  Escap'd  from  ev'ry  woe, 
O !  grant  me,  here  below, 

To  praise  thy  name  with  those  I  love  : 
And,  when  beyond  the  skies, 
Our  souls  unbodied  rise, 

Unite  us  in  :hc  realms  above. 

PGAX.M  55.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
Support  for  the  ajjlicted  and  tempted  soul, 

1  f\  GOD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries, 
^~*    Behold  my  flowing  tears : 

For  earth  and  hell  my   hurt  devise, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 

2  Their  rage  is  levtll'd  at  my  life ; 

My  soul  with  guilt  they  load  ; 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  strife, 
To  shake  my  hope  in  God. 

3  With  inward  pain  my  heart-strings  sound, 

I  groan  with  ev'ry  breath  : 

Horror  and  fear  heset  me  round, 

Among  the  shades  of  ueath. 

4  O!  were  I  like  a  feather'd  dove, 

Soon  would  I  stretch  my  wings, 


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100  PSALM  LV. 

And  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 
From  all  these  restless  things. 

5  Let  me  to  some  wild  desert  go, 

And  find  a  peaceful  home; 
Where  storms  of  malice  never  blow, 
Temptations  never  come. 

6  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all, 

To  'scape  the  rage  of  hell ! 
The  mighty  God  on  whom  I  call, 
Can  save  me  here  as  well. 

PSALM  55.    Second  Part.    S.  M. 

Daily  devotions. 
ET  sinners  take  their  course, 
And  choose  the  road  to  death  ; 
But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 
When  morning  brings  the  light : 

1  seek  his  blessing  ev'ry  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 
O  my  eternal  God ! 

While  sinners  perish  in  surprise, 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 
And  no  sad  changes  feel; 

They  neither  fear  nor  trust  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I  with  all  my  cares, 
Will  lean  upon  the  Lord : 

I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 
The  children  of  his  love  ; 


PSALM  LVI.  101 

The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands, 
No  earthly  pow'r  can  move. 

PSALM  56.     First  Part.     C.  M. 
Trust  in  God  under  slanderous  imputation*. 

1  /^k  THOU  whose  justice  reigns  on  high, 
^-^  And  makes  th'  oppressor  cease; 
Behold  !  how  envious  sinners  try 

To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 

2  The  sons  of  violence  and  lies 

Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  ; 

But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rise, 

My  refuge  is  thy  word. 

3  In  God,  most  holy,  just,  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  trusi.; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  flesh  can  do 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 

4  They  wrest  my  words  to  mischief  still, 

Charge  me  with  unknown  faults  : 
Mischief  doth  all  their  counsels  fill, 
And  malice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  escape  without  thy  frown  ? 

Must  their  devices  stand  ? 
O!  cast  the  haughty  sinner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thy  hand  ! 

PSALM  56.     Second  Part.     CM 
God's  care  of  his  people. 

1  ^"^  OD  counts  the  sorrows  of  Lis  saints, 
^-*   Their  groans  affect  his  ears  : 
Thou  hast  a  book  for  my  complaints, 

A  bottle  for  my  tears. 

2  When  to  thy  throne  I  raise  my  cry, 

The  wicked  fear  and  flee; 
So  swift  is  pray'r  to  reach  the  sky, 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 


102  PSALM  LVII. 

3  In  thee,  most  hoi}',  just,  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  I  tear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 

4  Thy  solemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 

Thou  shalt  receive  my  praise ; 
I'll  sing,  "  How  faithful  is  thy  word  ! 
"  How  righteous  all  thy  ways  !" 

5  Thou  hast  secur'd  my  soul  from  death ; 

O  !  set  thy  pris'ner  free  ; 
That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath 
May  be  employ'd  for  thee. 

PSALM  5Y.    L.  M. 

Providence  praised. 
Y  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 


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Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings, 
Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 

2  TJp  to  the  heav'ns  I  send  my  cry, 
The  Lord  will  my  desires  perforin  : 
He  sends  his  angels  from  the  sky, 

And  saves  me  from  the  threat'ni;-g  storm. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God  ! 

Above  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell : 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
Let  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

4  My  heart  is  fix'd  ;  my  song  shall  raise 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  name  : 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 
And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky  . 

His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die 


PSALM  LVI1I.  L03 

5  Be  thou  exalted,  0  my  God  ! 

Above  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell : 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  .c  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

PSALM  5§.     P.  M. 
Warning  to  magistrates. 

1  TUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
**    Will  ye  despise  the  righteous  cause, 

When  vile  oppression  wastes  the  land  ? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  sinners  'scape  secure, 

While  gold  and  greatness  bribe  your  hand  ? 

2  Forgot  ye  then,  or  never  knew, 
That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too  ? 

High  in  the  heav'ns  his  justice  reigns : 
Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  send  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 

To  bind  the  conscience  in  your  chains. 

3  A  poison'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  sharp,  the  poison  strong, 

And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds; 
You  heir  no  counsels,  cries,  nor  tears ; 
So  the  deaf  adder  stops  her  ears 

Against  the  pow'r  of  charming  sounds. 

4  Break  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God  ! 
Those  teeth  of  lions,  dy'd  in  blood ; 

And  crush  the  serpents  in  the  dust : 
As  empty  chaff,  when  whirlwinds  rise, 
Before  the  sweeping  tempest  flies, 

So  let  their  names  and  hopes  be  lost. 

5  The  Almighty  thunders  from  the  sky, — 
Their  grandeur  melts,  their  titles  die, 

As  hills  of  snow  dissolve  and  run ; 


104  PSALM  LIX. 

Or  snails  that  perish  in  their  slime, 
Or  births  that  come  before  their  time, 
Vain  births,  that  never  see  the  sun. 

6  Thus  shall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord, 
Safety  and  joy  to  saints  afford : 

And  all  that  hear  shall  join  and  say, 
"  Sure  there's  a  God  that  rules  on  high, 
"  A  God  that  hears  his  children  cry, 

"  And  will  their  suff  'rings  well  repay.1 

PSALM  59.    S.  M. 

Prayer  against  invading  foes. 

1  TC^ROM  foes  that  round  us  rise, 
■*■     O  God  of  heav'n,  defend ; 

Who  brave  the  vengeance  of  the  skies, 
And  with  thy  saints  contend. 

2  Behold  !  from  distant  shores 
And  desert  wilds  they  come, 

Combine  for  blood  their  barb'rous  force, 
And  thro'  our  cities  roam. 

3  Beneath  the  silent  shade, 
Their  secret  plots  they  lay  ; 

Our  peaceful  walls  by  night  invade, 
And  waste  the  fields  by  day. 

4  And  will  the  God  of  grace, 
Regardless  of  our  pain, 

Permit  secure  that  impious  race 
To  riot  in  their  reign  ? 

5  In  vain  their  secret  guile, 
Or  open  force,  they   prove : 

His  eye  can  pierce  the  deepest  veil; 
His  hand  their  strength  remove. 

6  Yet  save  them,  Lord,  from  death, 
Lest  we  forget  their  doom ; 


PSALM  LX.  105 

But  drive  them,  with  thine  angry  breath, 
Thro'  distant  lands  to  roam. 

7  Then  shall  our  grateful  voice 
Proclaim  our  guardian  God  ; 
The  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice, 
And  sound  thy  praise  abroad. 

PSALM  60.    C.  M. 

On  a  day  of  humiliation  in  war. 

1  T  ORD,  thou  hast  scourged  our  guilty  land 
-*-^  Behold,  thy  people  mourn  : 

Shall  vengeance  ever  guide  thy  hand  ? 
Shall  mercy  ne'er  return? 

2  Beneath  the  terrors  of  thine  eye, 

Earth's  haughty  tow'rs  decay  : 
Thy  frowning  mantle  spreads  the  sky, 
And  mortals  melt  away. 

3  Our  Zion  trembles  at  thy  stroke, 

And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand  : 
O  !  heal  the  nation  thou  hast  broke, 
And  save  the  sinking  land. 

4  Exalt  the  banner  in  the  field, 

For  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
From  barb'rous  hosts  thy  people  shield, 
And  put  our  foes  to  shame. 

5  Attend  our  armies  to  the  fight, 

And  be  their  guardian   God  : 
In  vain  shall  num'rous  pow'rs  unite, 
Against  thy  lifted  rod. 

K  Our  troops,  beneath  thy  guiding  hand, 
Shall  gain  a  glad  renown  : 
'Tis  God,  who  makes  the  feeble  stand, 
And  treads  the  mighty  down. 
5* 


106  PSALM  LXI. 

PSALM  61.     First  Fart.     S.  M. 
Refuge  in  God. 

1  X^THEN,  ovcrwhelm'd  with  grief, 

*  *      My  heart  within  me  dies ; 
Helpless  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heav'n  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  O  lead  me  to  the  rock, 
That's  high  above  my  head; 

And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 
For  ever  I'll  abide ; 

Thou  art  the  tow'r  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me   the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name  : 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

PSALM  €1.     Second  Part.     L.  M 
Jesus  our  king. 

1  "!%/!"  Y  soul,  of  thy  protection  sure, 
■*■»-■-  Against  her  foes  shall  rest  secure ; 
For  thou,  O  God,  hast  heard  my  vows, 
And  brought  me  joyful  to  thy  house. 

2  With  all  thy  saints  I'll  strive  to  sing 
The  glories  of  my  heav'nly  King  ; 
Whom  thou  in  mercy  didst  ordain, 
Should  o'er  thy  chosen  people  reign. 

3  Jesus  shall  live  for  ever  blest, 

And  give  his  people  peace  and  rest : 
His  years  shall  last,  and  God  will  own 
His  righteous  sceptre,  and  his  throne. 

4  O  let  thy  truth  prepare  the  way  ; 
In  mercy,  Lord,  extend  his  sway  ; 


PSALM  LXII,  I.XIII.  10T 

Thus  we'll  devote  our  future  Hays, 
To  pay  our  vows  and  sing  thy  praise. 

PSALM  6$.     L.  M. 

Faith  in  the  grace  and  pow'r  of  the  Redeemer. 
{    Tfyfl"  Y  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  ; 

J.YJ.  ]\{y  rock  an(j  refuge  is  his  throne; 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 
My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  iir  all  your  ways, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face : 
When  helpers  fail  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 

3  False  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  baser  sort  are  vanity ; 

Laid  in  the  balance  both  appear 
Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust, 
Nor  set  your  hearts  on  glitfring  dust ; 
Why  will  ye  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke, 
And  not  believe  -what  God  has  spoke  ? 

5  Once  hath  h.is  awful  voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  cars  have  heard, 
"  All  pow'r  is  his  eternal  due  ; 

"  He  must  be  fear'd  and  trusted  too.H 

6  For  sovereign  pow'r  reigns  not  alone, 
(^race  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  : 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  last  reward. 

PSALM  63.     First  Part.     C.  M. 
Lord's  Day  morning. 
i   "O  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
■*-*   I  haste  to  seek  thy  face; 
My  thirsty  spirit  sinks  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 


108  PSALM  LXII1. 

2  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  pow'r, 

Thro'  all  thy  temples  shine  : 
My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

3  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move  ; 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  king  ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

PSALM  63.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 
Delight  in  God  and  his  worship. 

1  /^  REAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
^f  Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
The  glories,  that  compose  thy  name, 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  Great  and  Good,  thou  Just  ar.d  Wise, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ; 

And  I  am  thine  hy  sacred  ties, 

Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 
Among  the  saints,  and  seek  thy  face  ; 
Oft  have  I  seen  thy  glory  there, 

And  felt  the  pow'r  of  sov'reign  grace. 

4  Not  fruits  nor  wines  that  tempt  our  taste, 
Nor  all  the  joys  our  senses  know, 
Could  make  me  so  divinely  blest, 

Or  raise  my  cheerful  passions  so. 

5  My  life  itself,  without  thy  love, 
No  taste  of  pleasure  could  afford  ; 
'Twould  but  a  tiresome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banish'd  from  the  Lord 


PSALM  LXIII,  LXIV.  109 

6  Amidst  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
When  busy  cares  afflict  my  head ; 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 
And  adds  refreshment  to  my  bed. 

7  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray,  or  praise ; 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

PSALM  63.     Third  Part.    S.  M 
Seeking  God. 

1  TVTY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
-L»A    This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine ; 

And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirsty  fainting  soul 
Thy  mercy  does  implore; 

Not  travellers  in  desert  lands 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 

Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 
I  long  to  find  my  place, 
Thy  pow'r  and  glory  to  behold, 
And  feel  thy  quick'ning  grace. 

4  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 
To  thee  my  spirit  flies; 

And  on  thy  watchful  providf?nce, 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

5  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 
My  soul  in  safety  keeps; 

I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  supports  my  steps. 

PSALM  64.    L.  M. 

Seeking  deliverance  from  enemies. 
1    f^  REAT  God,  attend  to  my  complaint, 
^-*    Nor  let  my  drooping  spirit  faint: 


110  PSALM  LXV. 

When  foes  in  secret  spread  the  snare, 
Let  my  salvation  be  thy  care. 

2  Shield  me  without,  and  guard  within, 
From  vile  temptations  and  from  sin ; 
May  envy,  lust,  and  pride  depart, 
And  heav'nly  grace  expand  my  hea«t. 

3  Thy  justice  and  thy  pow'r  display, 
And  scatter  far  thy  foes  away  ; 
While  list'ning  nations  learn  thy  word, 
And  saints,  triumphant,  bless  the  Lord. 

4  Then  shall  thy  Church  exalt  her  voice, 
And  all  that  love  thy  name  rejoice : 
By  faith  approach  thine  awful  throne, 
And  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

PSALM  65.     First  Fart.    C.  M. 
A  prayer-hearing  God. 

1  "B3RAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee ; 
•■■      There  shall  our  vows  be  paid  : 
Thou  hast  an  ear  when  sinners  pray, 

All  flesh  shall  seek  thine  aid. 

2  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail, 

But  pard'ning  grace  is  thine  ; 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  pow'r  and  skill 
To  conquer  ev'ry  sin. 

3  Blest  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  choose 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face ; 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thy  house, 
To  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  answ'ring  what  thy  church  requests, 

Thy  truth  and  terror  shine; 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteousness 
Fulfil  thy  kind  design. 
6  Thus  shall  the  wond'ring  nations  see 
The  Lord  is  good  and  just ' 


PSALM  LXV.  HI 


And  distant  islands  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  trust. 

6    They  dread  thy  glitt'ring  tokens,  Lord, 
When  signs  in  heav'n  appear; 
But  they  shall  learn  thy  holy  word, 
And  love  as  well  as  fear. 


i  ' 


PSALM  65.    Second  Part.    C.  M. 
The  providence  of  God  in  air,  earth,  and  sea. 

TIS  hy  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 
God  of  eternal  pow'r ; 


The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  ev'ning  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  fiow'rs  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  months,  and  hours, 

Heav'n,  earth,  and  air  are  thine ; 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  show'rs, 
The  Author  is  divine. 

i  Those  wand'ring  cisterns  in  the  sky, 
Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
With  wat'ry  treasures  well  supply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 
And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

PSALM  65.     Third  Part.     P.  M. 
The  providence  of  God  in  the  seasons 
I    XTOW  pleasing  is  thy  voice, 
-*--*-  O  Lord,  our  heav'nly  King, 
That  bids  the  frosts  retire, 
And  wakes  the  lovely  spring  ! 


112  PSALM  LXV. 

The  rains  return,  the  ice  distils, 
And  plains  and  hills  forget  to  mourn. 

2  The  lofty  mountains  stand, 
Established  by  thine  arm : 
Thy  voice  the  ocean  stills, 
The  tumult,  and  the  storm. 

Thro'  earth  and  skies,  with  terror  spread 
Thy  tokens  dread,  all  lands  surprise. 

3  The  morn,  with  glory  crown'd, 
Thy  hand  arrays  in  smiles ; 
Thou  bid'st  the  eve  decline, 
Rejoicing  o'er  the  hills. 

Soft  suns  ascend  ;  the  mild  wind  blows; 
And  beauty  glows  to  earth's  far  end. 

4  Thou  mak'st  the  pasiure  green  ; 
Thou  call'st  the  flocks  abroad; 
The  springing  corn  proclaims 
The  footsteps  of  our  God. 

Both  bird  and  beast  partake  thy  care, 
And  happy  share  the  gen'ral  least. 

5  Thy  show'rs  make  soft  the  fields ; 
On  ev'ry  side,  behold  ! 

The  rip'ning  harvests  wave 
Their  loads  of  richest  gold. 
The  lab'rers  sing  with  cheerful  voice, 
And,  blest,  rejoice  in  Gud  their  King. 

6  The  thunder  is  his  voice; 
His  arrows  blazing  fires ; 
He  glows  in  yonder  sun, 
And  smiles  in  starry  choirs. 

The  balmy  breeze  his  breath  perfumes ; 
His  beauty  blooms,  in  flow'rs  and  trees. 

7  With  life  he  clothes  the  spring ; 
The  earth  with  summer  warms ; 


PSALM  LXVI.  113 

He  spreads  th'  autumnal  feast, 

And  rides  in  wintry  storms. 
His  gifts  divine  thro'  all  appear, 
And  round  the  year  his  glories  shine. 

PSALM  66.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
Almighty  and  gracious  Providence, 

1  ^ING,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord, 
^  Sing  with  a  joyful  noise ; 
With  melody  of  sound  record 

His  honours,  and  your  joys. 

2  Say  to  the  Pow'r  that  shakes  the  sky, 

"  How  terrible  art  thou  ! 
"  Sinners  before  thy  presence  f?j>, 
"  Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow." 

3  He  rules  by  his  resistless  might ; 

Will  rebel  mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  war  ? 

I  O  bless  our  God,  and  never  cease ; 
Ye  saints,  fulfil  his  praise ; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

5  Lord,  thou  hast  prov'd  our  sufTring  souls, 

To  make  our  graces  shine  : 
So  silver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
The  metal  to  refine. 

6  Thro'  wat'ry  deeps,  and  fiery  ways, 

We  march  at  thy  command, 
Led,  to  possess  the  promis'd  place, 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

PSALM  66.     Second  Part.    C  M. 
Praise  to  God  for  hearing  prayer. 
I   TVTOW  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 
*  '   To  that  Almighty  pow'r, 


114  PSALM  LXVII. 

Who  heard  the  long  requests  I  made 
In  my  distressful  hour. 

2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 

To  make  his  mercies  known ; 
Come,  ye  that  fear  my  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders,  he  hath  done. 

3  When  on  my  hend  huge  sorrows  fell, 

I    sought  his  heav'nly  aid  ; 
He  sav'd  my  sinking  soul  from  hell, 
And  death's  eternal  shade. 

4  If  sin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart, 

While  pray'r  employ'd  my  tongue, 
The  Lord  had  shown  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praises  sung. 

5  But  God  (his  name  be  ever  blest) 

Hath  set  my  spirit  free  ; 
Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  request, 
Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 

PSALM  67.    C.  M. 

The  prosperity  of  the  nation,  and  increase  of 
the  church. 

1  ^JHINE  on  our  land,  Jehovah,  shine, 
^   With  beams  of  heav'nly  grace  ! 
Reveal  thy  pow'r  thro'  all  our  coasts, 

And  show  thy  smiling  face. 

2  Here  fix  thy  throne  exalted  high, 

And,  here,  our  glory  stand  : 
And,  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire, 
Surround  thy  fav'rite  land. 

3  When  shall  thy  name  from  shore  to  shore 

Sound  all  the  earth  abroad, 
And  distant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ! 

4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 

Sing  loud,  with  solemn  voice  ; 


PSALM  LXVIII.  115 

Lei  lliankful  tongues  exalt  his  praise, 
And  thankful  hearts  rejoice. 

ft  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  sov'reign  Judge, 
That  sits  enthron'd  above, 
Wiselj*  comma  i>ds  the  worlds,  he  made, 
In  justice  and  in  love. 

6  Earth  shall  confess  her  Maker's  hand, 

And  yield  a  full  increase : 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chosen  land 
With  fruitfulness  and  peace. 

7  God,  the  Redeemer,  scatters  round 

His  choicest  favours  here ; 
While  the  creation's  utmost  bound 
Shall  see,  adore,  and  fear. 

PSALM  68.    First  Part.    L.  M. 
Majesty  and  compassion  of  God. 
I   X    ET  God  arise  in  all  his  might, 

-*-^  And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight : 
As  smoke,  that  sought  to  cloud  the  skies, 
Before  the  rising  tempest  flics. 

8  He  rides  and  thunders  thro'  the  sky  ; 
His  name  Jehovah  sounds  on  high  ; 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace  : 
Ye  saints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 

3  The  widow  and  the  fatherless 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  sharp  distress ; 
In  him,  the  poor  and  helpless  find 
A  Judge,  that's  just,  a  Father  kind. 

4  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain, 
And  pris'ners  see  the  light  again  ; 
But  rebels,  that  dispute  his  will, 

Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkness  still. 

5  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong ; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song : 


116  PSALM  LXVI1I. 

His  woncTrous  names  and  pow'rs  rehearse  j 
His  honours  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

6  He  shakes  the  heav'ns  with  loud  alarms ; 
How  terrible  is  God  in  arms ! 

In  Israel  are  his  mercies  known, 
Israel  is  his  peculiar  throne. 

7  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blest* 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest : 
When  terrors  rise,  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint. 

PSALM  6§.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 
The  ascension  of  Christ,  and  the  gift  of  the  Spirit, 

1  T   OilD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
■■-^   Ten  thousand  angels  fill'd  the  sky  : 
Those  heav'nly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots,  that  attend  thy  state. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there ; 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  pow'rs  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  have  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  the  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

PSALM  €8.     Third  Part.     L.  M. 
Common  and  special  mercies  acknowledged. 
I    ~VM/"E  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good, 

*  *      Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food  ; 
Who  pours  his  blessings  from  the  skies, 
And  loads  our  daj's  with  rich  supplies. 


PSALM  LXIX.  117 

S  He  sends  the  sun  his  circuit  round, 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  ; 
He  bids  the  clouds,  with  plenteous  rain, 
Refresh  the  thirsty  earth  again. 

3  'Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  escapes  from  death : 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong, 

He  heals  the  weak  and  guards  the  strong 

4  He  makes  the  saint  and  sinner  prove 
The  common  blessings  of  his  love  : 
But  the  wide  diff'rence  that  remains^ 
Is  endless  joy,  and  endless  pains. 

5  The  Lord,  that  bruis'd  the  serpent's  head, 
On  all  the  serpent's  seed  shall  tread : 
The  stubborn  sinner's  hope  confound, 
And  smite  him  with  a  lasting  wound. 

S   But  his  right  hand  his  saints  shall  raise 
From  the  deep  earth,  or  deeper  seas ; 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above  : 
There  shall  they  taste  his  special  love. 

PSALM  G9.     First  Part.     L.  M 
Christ's  passion. 

1  TT|EEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 

*-*   The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord  , 
Behold  !  the  rising  billows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 

2  In  long  complaints  he  spends  his  breath 
While  hosts  of  hell,  and  pow'rs  of  death 
And  all  the  sons  of  malice  join 

To  execute  their  curs'd  design. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  pow'r  and  love 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove  : 
Those  dreadful  suff'rings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  sins  which  we  had  done. 


118  PSALM  LX1X. 

4  The  pangs  of  ov\r  expiring  Lord 
The  honours  of  thy  law  restor'd  : 
His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known, 
And  paid  for  foliies,  not  his  own. 

5  O  for  his  sake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live  ! 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  shame. 

PSALM  69.    Second  Part.    L.  M. 
The  sufferings  and  zeal  of  Cfaist. 

1  'HTIWAS  for  my  sake,  eternal  God, 

•*-    Thy  Son  sustain'd  that  heavy  load 
Of  base  reproach,  and  sore  disgrace  ; 
And  shame  dcfil'd  his  sacred  face. 

2  The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  that  check'd. their  sin  ; 
While  he  fulfill'd  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  cause. 

3  "  My  Father's  house,"  said  he,  "  was  madr 
"  A  place  for  worship,  not  for  trade  :" 
Then  scatt'ring  all  their  gold  and  brass, 
He  scourg'd  the  merchants  from  the  place. 

4  Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Consum'd  his  life,  expos'd  his  blood ; 
Reproaches,  at  thy  glory  thrown, 

He  felt,  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own. 

5  His  friends  forsook,  his  follow'rs  fled, 
While  foes  and  arms  surround  his  head ; 
They  curse  him  with  a  sland'rous  tongue, 
And  the  false  judge  maintains  the  wrong. 

6  His  life  they  load  with  ha'eful  lies-, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blasphemies  : 
They  nail  him  to  the  shameful  tree  : 
There  hung  my  Lord,  who  died  for  me. 


PSALM  LXIX.  119 

7  Wretches,  with  hearts  as  hard  as  stones. 
Insult  his  piety  and  groans  ; 

Gall  was  the  food  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mock'd  his  thirst  with  vinegar. 

8  But  God  beheld  ;  and  from  his  throne 
Mark'd  out  the  men  that  hate  his  Son : 
The  hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Shall  pour  due  vengeance  on  their  head. 

PSALM  69.     Third  Part.    C.  M. 
Praise  for  the  obedience  and  death  of  Ckritt 

1  "FEATHER,  I  sing  thy  wond'rous  grace 
-*-     I  bless  my  Saviour's  name ; 

He  bought  salvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 

2  His  deep  distress  hath  rais'd  us  high : 

His  duty  and  his  zeal 
Fulfill'd  the  law,  which  mortals  broke, 
And  finish'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  songs 

Shall  better  please  my  God, 
Than  harp's  or  trumpet's  solemn  sound, 
Than  goat's  or  bullock's  blood. 

4  This  shall  his  humble  follovv'rs  see, 

And  set  their  hearts  at  rest: 
They,  by  his  death,  draw  near  to  thee. 
And  live  for  ever  blest. 

5  Let  heav'n  and  all  that  dwell  on  high, 

To  God  their  voices  raise; 
While  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky, 
And  join  t'  advance  the  praise. 

6  Zion  is  thine,  most  holy  God: 

Thy  Son  shall  bless  her  gatea : 
And  glory,  purchas'd  by  his  blood, 
For  thine  own  Israel  waits. 


120  PSALM  LXX,  LXXI. 

PSALM  70     L.  M. 
A  prayer  of  the  church  for  the  presence  of  Christ 

1  f~\  THOU,  whose  hands  the  kingdoms  sway; 
^-*  Whom  earth,  and  hell,  and  hcav'n  obey  ; 
To  help  thy  chosen  sons  appear, 

And  show  thy  pow'r  and  glory  here  ! 

2  While  stupid  wretches,  sunk  in  sleep, 
Slide  onward  to  the  fiery  deep, 

To  sense,  and  sin  and  madness  giv'n, 
Believe  no  hell,  and  wish  no  heav'n ; 

3  While  fools  deride,  while  foes  oppress, 
And  Zion  mourns  in  deep  distress ; 

Her  friends  withdraw,  her  foes  grow  bold ; 
Truth  fails,  and  love  is  waxen  cold. 

4  O  haste,  with  ev'ry  gift  inspir'd, 
With  glory,  truth,  and  grace  attir'd, 
Thou  Star  of  heav'n's  eternal  morn ; 
Thou  Sun,  whom  beams  divine  adorn ! 

5  Assert  the  honour  of  thy  name ; 
O'erwhelm  thy  foes  with  fear  and  shame  ; 
Then,  send  thy  spirit  from  above, 

And  change  their  enmity  to  love. 

6  Saints  shall  be  glad  before  thy  face, 
And  grow  in  faith,  in  truth,  and  grace : 
Thy  church  shall  blossom  in  thy  sight, 
Yield  fruits  of  peace  and  pure  delight. 

7  O  hither,  then,  thy  footsteps  bend  ; 
Swift  as  a  roe,  from  hills  descend ; 
Mild  as  the  sabbath's  cheerful  ray, 
Till  life  unfolds  eternal  day  ! 

PSALM  71.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
The  aged  saint's  reflection  and  hope 
1    IVTY  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 
■!■"    I  live  upon  thy  truth ; 


PSALM  LXXI.  121 

Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strencrthen'd  all  my  youth. 

2  My  flesh  was  fashion'd  by  thy  pow'r, 

With  all  these  limbs  of  mine ; 
And,  from  my  mother's  painful  huur, 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  hath  my  life  new  wonders  seen 

Repeated  ev'ry  year ; 
Behold  !  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arise  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine, 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  hist'ry  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  ev'ry  page, 
In  ev'ry  line  thy  praise. 

PSALxM  71.    Second  Part.     C.  M. 
Christ  our  strength  and  righteousness. 

1  "|VS*Y  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend, 
I'M.   When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust, 

Thy  goodness  I  adore  ! 
And,  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road  ; 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  my  Father,  God. 

4  When  I  am  fill'd  with  sore  distress 

For  some  surprising  sin, 
6 


122  PSALM  LXXl. 

I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  vict'ries  of  my  King ! 
My  soul,  redeem'd  from  sin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

6  My  tongue  shall  all  the  day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
His  death  hath  brought  my  foes  to  shame , 
He  sav'd  me  by  his  blood. 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  pow'rs, 

With  this  delightful  song  : 

I'll  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 

Nor  think  the  season  long. 

PSALM  71.     Third  Part.    C.  M. 
The  aged  Christian's  prayer  and  song. 

1  /"^  OD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth. 
"  The  Guide  of  all  my  days, 

I  have  declar'd  thy  heav'nly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wond'rous  ways. 

2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 
If  God,  my  strength,  depait? 

3  Let  me  thy  pow'r  and  truth  proclaim 

To  the  surviving  age; 
And  leave  a  savour  of  thy  name, 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  : 
O  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love  ! 

5  Thy  righteousness  is  deep  and  high  ; 

Unsearchable  thy  deeds : 


PSALM  LXXII.  123 

Thy  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  my  praise  exceeds. 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  threat'nings  roar 

And  oft  endur'd  the  grief; 
But  when  thy  hand  has  prest  me  sore, 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 

7  By  long  experience  have  I  known 

Thy  sov'reign  pow'r  to  save  : 
At  thy  command,  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 

8  When  I  lie  buried  deep  in  dust, 

My  flesh  shall  be  thy  care  : 
These  with'ring  limbs  with  thee  I  trust, 
To  raise  them  strong  and  fair. 

PSALM  72.    First  Part.    L.  M. 
The  kingdom  of  God. 

1  /71  REAT  God,  whose  universal  sway 
^-*"  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  pow'r,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  sceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
All  heav'n  submits  to  his  commands ; 
His  justice  shall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

i  With  pow'r  he  vindicates  the  just, 
And  treads  th'  oppressor  in  the  dust  J 
His  worship  and  his  fear  shall  last, 
Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  past. 

4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  shall  he  send  his  influence  down  : 
His  grace  on  fainting  souls  distils, 
Like  heav'nly  dew  on  thirsty  hills. 

5  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  death, 


124  PSALM  LXXII. 

Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 

6  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Drest  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise  : 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne, 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

PSALM  72.    Second  Part.     L.  M 
Universal  reign  of  Christ. 

1  TESUS  shall  reign,  where'er  the  sun 
**    Does  his  successive  journeys  run  : 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  pray'r  be  made, 
And  praises  circle  round  his  head  : 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  ev'ry  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  cv'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Where  he  displays  his  healing  pow'r, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  mora 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam"  boast 

More  blessings,  than  their  father  lost. 

6  Let  ev'ry  creature  rise,  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King  : 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  reueut  the  loud  Amen. 


PSAI/M  LXXII,  LXXIII.  125 

PSALM  72.     TJdrd  Fart.    C.  M. 
The  glory  of  Christ  universal  and  perpetual 

1  TW\  HE  mem'ry  of  Christ's  glorious  name 

-*-    Thro'  endless  years  shall  run  ; 
His  spotless  fame  shall  shine  as  bright 
And  lasting  as  the  sun. 

2  In  him  the  nations  of  the  world 

Shall  be  completely  blest; 

And  his  imputed  righteousness 

By  ev'ry  tongue  confess'd. 

3  Then  bless'd  be  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 

The  God  whom  Israel  fears  ; 
Who  only,  wond'rous  in  his  works, 
Beyond  compare  appears. 

4  Let  earth  be  with  his  glory  fill'd  ; 

For  ever  bless  his  name ; 
Whilst  to  his  praise,  the  list'ning  world 
Their  glad  assent  proclaim. 

PSALM  73.     First  Part.    S.  M. 
The  mystery  of  Providence  unfolded 
[URE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
Nor  is  religion  vain  : 
Tho*  men  of  vice  may  boast  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

2  I  caw  the  wicked  rise, 
And  felt  my  heart  repine ; 

While  haughty  fools,  with  scornful  eyes, 
In  robes  of  honour  shine. 

3  Pamper'd  with  wanton  ease, 
Their  flesh  looks  full  and  fair  ; 

Their  wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  seas, 
And  grows  without  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains, 
That  pious  souls  endure ; 


S1 


'26  PSALM  LXXIII. 

Thro'  all  their  life  oppression  reigns, 
And  racks  the  humble  poor. 

&  Their  impious  tongues  blaspheme 
The  everlasting  God  : 
Their  malice  blasts  the  good  man's  name 
And  spreads  their  lies  abroad. 

6  But  I  with  flowing  tears 
Indulg'd  my  doubts  to  rise ; 

•Is  there  a  God  that  sees  or  hears 

"  The  things  below  the  skies  ?" 

7  The  tumults  of  my  thought 
Held  me  in  hard  suspense; 

Till  to  thy  house  my  feet  were  brought, 
To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 

8  Thy  word  with  light  and  pow'r 
Did  my  mistake  amend ; 

I  view'd  the  sinners'  life  before, 

But  here  I  learn'd  their  end. 

9  On  what  a  slipp'ry  steep 
The  thoughtless  wretches  go; 

And,  O  that  dreadful  fiery  deep, 

That  waits  their  fall  below  ! 

10  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine ; 
I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 

And  all  my  pow'rs  are  thine. 

PSALM  73.    Second  Part.    C.  M 
God  our  portion  here  and  hereafter. 

1  £~*\  OD,  my  supporter,  and  my  hope, 
^-*~  My  help  for  ever  near  ; 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 

When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet, 

Thro'  this  dark  wilderness; 


PSALM  LXXIV.  127 

Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heav'n  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me ; 
And  while  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  ev'ry  saint. 

5  Behold  !  the  sinners,  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence,  die : 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love, 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

PSALM  74.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
The  church  pleading  under  sore  persecution* 

1  "1^7"  ILL  God  for  ever  cast  us  off  ? 

»  »      His  wrath  for  ever  smoke 
Against  the  people  of  his  love, 
His  little  chosen  flock? 

2  Think  of  the  tribes  so  dearly  bought 

With  their  Redeemer's  blood ! 
Nor  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  stood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  haste; 

Aloud  our  ruin  calls : 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  waste 
Is  made  within  thy  walls. 

4  Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  sang, 

Thy  foes  profanely  roar 


128  PSALM  LXXIV. 

Over  thy  gates  their  ensigns  hang, 
Sad  tokens  of  their  pow'r. 

5  How  are  the  seats  of  worship  broke  ! 

They  tear  the  buildings  down : 
And  he,  that  deals  the  heaviest  stroke, 
Procures  the  chief  renown. 

6  With  flames  they  threaten  to  destroy 

Thy  children  in  their  nest : 
u  Come,  let  us  burn  at  once,"  they  cry 
"  The  temple  and  the  priest." 

7  And  still  to  heighten  our  distress, 

Thy  presence  is  withdrawn ; 
Thy  wonted  signs  of  pow'r  and  grace, 
Thy  pow'r  and  grace  are  gone 

8  No  prophet  speaks  to  calm  our  woes, 

The  best,  the  wisest,  mourn  : 
And  not  a  friend  nor  promise,  shows 
The  time  of  thy  return. 

PSALM  74.     Second  Part.    C    M 

A  Prayer  of  the  church  for  deliverance  froi*  great 

afflictions. 

1  XXOW  long,  eternal  God,  how  long, 
-■"■■  Shall  men  of  pride  blaspheme ! 
Shall  saints  be  made  their  endless  song, 

And  bear  immortal  shame  ? 

2  Is  not  the  world  of  nature  thine, 

The  darkness  and  the  day  ? 
Didst  thou  not  bid  the  morning  shine,     f 
And  mark  the  sun  his  way  ? 

3  Hath  not  thy  pow'r  form'd  ev'ry  coast, 

And  set  the  earth  its  bounds  ; 
With  summer's  heat  and  winter's  frost, 
In  their  perpetual  rounds  ? 

4  And  shall  the  sons  of  earth  and  dust 

That  sacred  pow'r  blaspheme  ? 


PSKLM  LXXV.  29 

Will  not  thy  hand,  that  form'd  them  first, 
Avenge  thine  injur'd  name  ! 

5  Think  on  the  cov'nant  thou  hast  made 

And  all  thy  words  of  love ; 

Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade, 

And  vex  thy  mourning  dove. 

6  Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 

And  make  our  hope  their  jest; 
Plead  thine  own  cause,  Almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  children  rest. 

PSALM  T5.    L.  M. 

Praise  for  National  Deliverance. 

1  ^T^O  thee,  most  high  and  holy  God, 

•*-    To  thee  our  thankful  hearts  we  raise ; 
Thy  works  declare  thy  name  abroad, 
Thy  wond'rous  works  demand  our  praise. 

2  To  slav'ry  doom'd,  thy  chosen  sons 
Beheld  their  foes  triumphant  rise  : 
And  sore  opprest  by  earthly  thrones, 
They  sought  the  sovereign  of  the  skies. 

3  Twas  then,  great  Gcd,  with  equal  pow'r 
Arose  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 

To  scourge  their  legions  from  the  shore, 
And  save  the  remnant  of  thy  race. 

1  Thy  hand,  that  form'd  the  restless  main, 
And  rear'd  the  mountain's  awful  head, 
Bade  raging  seas  their  course  restrain, 
And  desert  wilds  receive  their  dead. 

5  Such  wonders  never  come  by  chance, 
Nor  couid  the  wind  such  blessings  blow: 
'Tis  God  the  Judge  doth  one  advance, 
'Tis  God  that  lays  another  1owt. 

6  Let  haughty  tyrants  sink  their  pride, 
Nor  lift  so  high  their  scornful  head 

6* 


30  PSALM  LXXVI. 

But  lay  their  impious  thoughts  aside, 
And  own  the  empire  God  hath  made. 

PSALM  T6.     C.  M. 

The  Church's  security  in  God, 

1  XN  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known  ; 
-*-  His  name  in  Israel  great ; 

In  Salem  stood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  seat. 

2  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  eise, 

Than  mighty  hills  of  prey  ? 
The  hill,  on  which  Jehovah  dwells, 
More  glorious  is  than  they. 

3  Twas  Zion's  king,  who  stopt  the  breath 

Of  captains,  and  their  hosts : 
The  men  of  might  slept  fast  in  death  ; 
And  vain  were  all  their  boasts. 

4  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 

Both  horse  and  chariot  fell ; 
Who  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  rod  ! 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell ! 

5  When  God  in  his  own  sov'reign  ways 

Comes  down  to  save  th'  opprest ; 
The  wrath  of  man  shall  work  his  praise, 
And  he'll  restrain  the  rest. 

6  Vow  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring, 

Ye  princes,  fear  his  frown ; 
His  terror  shakes  the  proudest  king, 
And  cuts  an  army  down 

7  The  thunder  of  his  sharp  rebuke 

Our  haughty  foes  shall  feel  : 
The  God  of  Jacob  ne'er  forsook, 
But  dwells  in  Zion  still. 


iTo 


PSALM  LXXVII.  131 

PSALM  77.    First  Part.    C.  M. 
Melancholy  rebuked. 
O  God  I  cried  with  mournful  voice, 


sought  his  gracious  ear : 
In  the  sad  hour  when  troubles  rose, 
And  fill'd  my  heart  with  fear. 

2  Gloomy  my  days,  and  dark  my  nights ; 

My  soul  refus'd  relief: 
I  thought  on  God,  the  just  and  wise, 
But  thoughts  increas'd  my  grief. 

3  Still  I  complain'd,  and,  still  opprest, 

My  heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  thy  wrath  forbade  my  rest, 
And  kept  my  eyes  awake. 

4  My  overwhelming  sorrows  grew, 

Till  I  could  speak  no  more  ; 
Then  I  within  myself  withdrew, 
And  call'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 

5  I  call'd  back  years  and  ancient  times. 

When  I  beheld  thy  face ; 
My  spirit  search'd  for  secret  crimes, 
That  might  withhold  thy  grace. 

6  I  call'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 

Which  I  enjoy'd  before ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind  ? 
His  face  appear  no  more  ? 

7  Will  he  for  ever  cast  me  off? 

And  will  his  promise  fail  ? 
Hath  he  forgot  his  tender  love  ? 
Shall  anger  still  prevail  ? 

6  But  we  forbid  this  hopeless  thought, 
This  dark,  despairing  frame ; 
Rememb'ring  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought, 
Thy  hand  is  still  the  same. 


132  PSALM  LXXVIL 

9  I'll  thmk  again  of  all  thy  ways, 
And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er, 
Thy  wonders  of  recov'ring  grace, 
When  flesh  could  hope  no  more. 

JO  Grace  dwells  with  justice  on  the  throne; 
And  men,  that  love  thy  word, 
Have  in  thy  sanctuary  known 
The  counsels  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM  77.    Second  Part.    C.  M. 
Providence  towards  ancient  Israel  improved. 

1  "  XTOW  awful  is  thy  chast'ning  rod !" 

■*■•*■   (May  thy  own  children  say) 
"  The  great,  the  wise,  the  dreadful  God, 
"  How  holy  is  his  way !" 

2  I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old, 

The  King  that  reigns  above  : 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  trust  his  love. 

3  Long  did  the  house  of  Jacob  lie 

With  Egypt's  yoke  opprest : 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
Nor  gave  his  people  rest. 

4  Israel,  his  people  and  his  sheep, 

Must  follow  where  he  calls: 
He  bids  them  venture  thro'  the  deep, 
And  makes  the  waves  their  walls. 

5  The  waters  saw  thee,  mighty  God  ! 

The  waters  saw  thee  come  ; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  lrighted  stood, 
To  make  thine  armies  room. 

6  Strange  was  thy  journey  thro'  the  sea, 

Thy  footsteps,  Lord,  unknown  : 

Terrors  attend  thy  wond'rous  way, 

That  brings  toy  mercies  down, 


PSALM  LXXVIII.  133 

f  He  gd\e  them  water  from  the  rock , 
And  safe  by  Moses'  hand, 
Thro'  a  dry  desert  led  his  flock 
Home  to  the  promis'd  land. 

PSALM  7§.    First  Part.    C.  M. 
Children  instructed  by  the  Providence  of  God. 

1  T   ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds, 
■*-*  Which  God  perform'd  of  old, 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 

And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known : 

His  works  of  pow'r  and  grace: 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
Thro'  ev'ry  rising  race. 

»'  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 
And  they  again  to  theirs  ; 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

I  Thus  shall  they  learn  in  God  alone 
Their  hope  securely  stands  ; 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  work«, 
But  practise  his  commands,. 

PSALM  78.     Second  Part.     C.  M. 
Sins  and  chastisements  of  Israel  improved. 

1  4  \  WHAT  a  stiff,  rebellious  house 
^-^    Was  Jacob's  ancient  race  ! 
False  to  their  own  most  solemn  vows, 

And  to  their  Maker's  grace. 

2  They  broke  the  cov'nant  of  his  love, 

And  did  his  laws  despise ; 
Forgot  the  works  he  wrought,  to  prove 
His  pow'r  before  their  eyes. 

S  They  saw  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light, 
From  his  avenging  hand  : 


134  PSALM  LXXVIII. 

What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  stubborn  land  ! 

4  They  saw  him  cleave  the  mighty  sea, 

And  march'd  in  safety  through, 
With  wat'ry  walls  to  guard  their  way, 
Till  they  had  'scap'd  the  foe. 

5  A  wond'rous  pillar  mark'd  the  roadi 

Compos'd  of  shade  and  light ; 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  shelt'ring  cloud, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rock  their  thirst  supplied ; 

The  gushing  waters  fell ; 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  side, 
A  constant  miracle. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  most  high, 

And  dar'd  distrust  his  hand  : 
44  Can  he  with  bread  our  host  supply 
"  Amidst  this  desert  land  ?" 

8  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard, 

And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  : 
His  terrors  ever  stand  prepar'd 
To  vindicate  his  name. 

PSALM  *§.     Third  Part.    C.  M. 
Abuse  of  temporal  mercies  followed  by  chastisement. 

1  "ITf/'HEN  Israel  sinn'd,  the  Lord  reprov'd, 

»  »     And  fiil'd  their  hearts  with  dread  ; 
Yet  he  forgave  the  tribes  he  lov'd, 
And  sent  them  heav'nly  bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  lib'ral  hand, 

And  made  his  treasures  known; 
He  gave  the  midnight  clouds  command 
To  pour  provision  down. 

3  The  manna,  like  a  morning  show'r, 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet: 


PSALM  LXXIX.  135 

The  corn  of  heav'n,  so  light,  so  pure, 
As  tho'  'twere  angel's  meat. 

4  But  they  in  murm'ring  language  said, 

"  Manna  is  all  our  feast : 
"  We  loathe  this  light,  this  airy  bread ; 
"  We  must  have  flesh  to  taste." 

5  "  Ye  shall  have  flesh  to  please  your  last," 

The  Lord  in  wrath  replied  ; 
And  sent  them  quails,  like  sand  or  dust, 
Heap'd  up  from  side  to  side. 

6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  desire ; 

And,  greedy  as  they  fed, 
His  vengeance  burnt  with  secret  fire, 
And  smote  the  rebels  dead. 

7  When  some  were  slain,  the  rest  return'd, 

And  sought  the  Lord  with  tears ; 
Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd, 
But  soon  forgot  their  fears. 

I  Oil  he  chastis'd,  and  still  forgave  : 

Till,  by  his  gracious  hand, 

The  nation,  he  resolv'd  to  save, 

Possess'd  the  promis'd  land. 

PSALM  79.    L.  M. 

The  Church  pleading  under  sore  persecution. 

1  "OEHOLD!  O  God,  what  cruel  foes, 
■■-*   Thy  peaceful  heritage  invade  : 
Thy  holy  temple  stands  defil'd  ; 

In  dust  thy  sacred  walls  are  laid. 

2  Wide  o'er  the  valleys,  dreneh'd  in  blood, 
Thy  people  fall'n  in  death  remain : 
The  fowls  of  heav'n  their  flesh  devour ; 
And  savage  beasts  divide  the  slain. 

3  Th'  insulting  foes  with  impious  rage, 
Reproach  thy  children  to  their  face  : 


136  TSALM  LXXX. 

M  Where  is  your  God  of  boasted  pow'r, 
"  And  where  the  promise  of  his  grace  7" 

4  Deep  from  the  prison's  horrid  gloom, 
O !  hear  the  mournful  captive  sigh  ; 
And  let  thy  sov'reign  pow'r  reprieve 
The  trembling  souls  condemn'd  to  die. 

5  Let  those  who  dar'd  t'  insult  thy  reign, 
Return  dismay'd  with  endless  shame; 
While  heathens,  who  thy  grace  despise, 
Shall  from  thy  vengeance  learn  thy  name. 

6  So  shall  thy  children,  freed  from  death, 
Eternal  songs  of  honour  raise ; 

And  ev'ry  future  age  shall  tell 

Thy  sov'reign  pow'r  and  pard'ning  grace. 

PSALM  §0.     First  Fart.    L.  M. 
The  prayers  of  the  church  under  desertion^ 

1  f*  RE  AT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 

^-""  Who  didst   between  the  cherubs  dwell 
And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
Safe  thro'  the  desert  and  the  deep. 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  desert  now, 

Shine  fiom  on  high,  and  guide  us  through 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore, 
We  shall  be  sav'd  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  Great  God,  whom  heav'nly  hosts  obev, 
How  long  shall  we  lament  and  pray, 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return  ? 
How  long  shall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 

4  Instead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  saints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore, 

We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 


, 


PSALM  LXXX.  137 

PSALM  80.    Second  Part.    L.  M. 
Seeking  the  revival  of  the  Church. 

1  T  ORD,  thou  hast  planted  with  thy  hands 
-■-^  A  lovely  vine  in  heathen  lands  ; 

Thy  pow'r  defended  it  around, 

And  heav'nly  dews  enrich'd  the  ground. 

2  How  did  the  spreading  branches  shoot, 
And  bless  the  nations  with  the  fruit ! 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  see 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

3  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defac'd  ? 
Why  hast  thou  laid  her  fences  waste? 
Strangers  and  foes  against  her  join, 
And  ev'ry  beast  devours  thy  vine. 

i  Return,  Almighty  God,  return  ; 
Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore ; 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 

PSALM  §0.     Third  Part.    L.  M. 
Christ,  the  defender  of  his  church. 

1  X  ORD,  when  thy  vine  in  Canaan  grew 
-*-^  Thou  wast  its  strength  and  glory  tor 
Attack'd  in  vain  by  all  its  foes, 

Till  the  fair  branch  of  promise  rose. 

2  Fair  Branch,  ordain'd  of  old  to  shoot 
From  David's  stock,  from  Jacob's  root 
Himself  a  noble  Vine,  and  we 

The  lesser  branches  of  the  Tree. 

3  'Tis  thy  own  Son  ;  and  he  shall  stand, 
Girt  with  thy  strength,  at  thy  right  hai 
Th'  eternal  Son,  enthron'd  and  blest, 
To  give  his  surfering  people  rest. 

4  0!  for  his  sake  attend  our  cry, 
Shine  on  thy  churches,  lest  they  die  : 


138  PSALM  LXXXI,  LXXXII. 

Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore ; 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 

PSALM  81.    S.  M. 
Christian  fidelity  urged. 

1  ^NG  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
^  And  make  a  joyful  noise: 

God  is  our  strength,  our  Saviour  God; 
Let  Israel  hear  his  voice. 

2  "  From  vile  idolatry 

"  Preserve  my  worship  clean ; 
"I  am  the  Lord,  who  set  thee  free 
"From  slavery  and  sin. 

3  "Stretch  thy  desires  abroad, 
"  And  I'll  supply  them  well ; 

■  But  if  ye  will  refuse  your  God, 
"  If  Israel  will  rebel, 

4  "  I'll  leave  them,"  saith  the  Lord, 
"  To  Lheir  own  lusts  a  prey, 

"And  let  theM  run  the  dang'rous  road, 
"'Tis  th»fir  own  chosen  way. 

5  "  Yet  O,  that  all  my  saints 
"Would  hearken  to  my  voice! 

"Soon  would  I  ease  their  sore  complaints, 
"And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice. 

6  "  While  I  destroy'd  their  foes, 
"  I'd  richly  feed  my  flock, 

**  And  they  should  taste  the  stream,  that  rlows 
"From  their  eternal  Rock." 

PSALM  82.    L.  M. 

God  the  supreme  ruler  ;  and  magistrates  warned. 
1     A  MONG  th'  assemblies  of  the  great, 
■**■  A  greater  Ruler  takes  his  seat ; 
The  God  of  heav'n,  as  Judge,  surveys 
Those  gods  on  earth,  and  all  their  ways. 


PSALM  LXXXIII.  139 

2  Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  laws  ? 
Or  why  support  th'  unrighteous  cause  ? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 
That  sinners  vex  the  saints  no  more  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know ; 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go : 
Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain : 

For  they  shall  fall,  and  die  like  men. 

4  Arise,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 
Possess  his  universal  throne  ; 
And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod : 
He  is  our  Judge,  and  he  our  God. 

PSALM  83.    S.  M. 
The  prayer  of  the  church  against  persecutors, 

1  4  ND  will  the  God  of  grace 
•**•   Perpetual  silence  keep? 

The  God  of  justice  hold  his  peace, 
And  let  his  vengeance  sleep? 

2  Behold  what  cursed  snares 
The  men  of  mischief  spread  ! 

The  men,  that  hate  thy  saints  and  thee, 
Lift  up  their  threat'ning  head. 

3  Against  thy  hidden  ones 
Their  counsels  they  employ ; 

And  malice,  with  her  watchful  eye, 
Pursues  them  to  destroy. 

4  "Come,  let  us  join,"  they  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  ground ; 
•«  Till  not  the  name  of  saints  remain, 
"Nor  mem'ry  shall  be  found." 

5  Awake,  almighty  God ! 

And  call  thy  wrath  to  mind : 
Give  them  like  forests  to  the  fire, 
Or  stubble  to  the  wind. 


140  PSALM  LXXXIV. 

6  Convince  their  madness,  Lord, 
And  make  them  seek  thy  name 

Or  else  their  stubborn  rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  shame. 

7  Then  shall  the  nations  know- 
That  glorious  dreadful  word : 

Jehovah  is  thy  name  alone, 

And  thou  the  sov'reign  Lord. 

PSALM  §4.     First  Part.    L.  M 
The  pleasure  of  public  worship. 

1  XXOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
M.M.  O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 

To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God ; 
My  God,  my  King,  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys,  and  thee  ? 

3  The  sparrow  chooses  where  to  rest, 
And  for  her  young  provides  her  nest ; 
But  will  my  God  to  sparrows  grant 
That  pleasure  which  his  children  want  ? 

4  Blest  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

5  Blest  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  : 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  raj^s, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

b  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  tlie  way  to  Zion's  gate  : 
God  is  their  strength,  and  thro'  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 


PSALM  LXXX1V.  141 

7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heav'n  at  length ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

PSALM  §4.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 
Grace  and  glory. 

1  j~l  REAT  God  attend,  while  Zion  sings 

^J^  The  joy,  that  from  thy  presence  springs : 
To  spend  one  day,  with  thee  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace  ; 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  pow'r 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun,  he  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin ; 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  God  will  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

5  O  God,  our  King,  thy  sov'reign  sway, 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heav'n  obey  ; 
And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee  : 
Blest  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  thee ! 

PSALM  §4.     Third  Part.    P.  M 
Longing  for  the  house  oj  God. 

1   ~B~  ORD  of  the  worlds  above, 

-*-*  How  pleasant  and  how  fair, 

The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 

Thine  earthly  temples  are ! 
To  thine  abode  my  heart  aspires, 
With  warm  desires  to  see  my  God 


142  PSALM  LXXXIV. 

The  sparrow  for  her  young1 
With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest, 
And  wand'ring  swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  rest : 
My  spirit  faints  with  equal  zeal, 
To  rise  and  dwell  among  thy  saints. 

3  O  happy  souls  that  pray 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  constant  service  there ! 

They  praise  thee  still;  and  happy  they 
That  love  the  way  to  Zion's  hill. 

4  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Thro'  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 

Till  each  arrives  at  length; 

Till  each  in  heav'n  appears. 
O  glorious  seat,  when  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring  our  willing  feet! 

5  To  spend  one  sacred  day, 
Where  God  and  saints  abide, 
Affords  diviner  joy, 

Than  thousand  days  beside : 
Where  God  resorts,  I  covet  more 
To  keep  the  door,  than  shine  in  court* 

6  God  is  our  sun  and  shield, 
Our  light  and  our  defence  ; 
With  gifts  his  hands  are  filPd  ; 
We  draw  our  blessings  thence : 

He  shall  bestow  on  Jacob's  race 
Peculiar  grace,  and  glory  too. 

7  The  Lord  his  people  loves  ; 
His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  his  heart  approves  ,' 
From  pure  and  pious  souls. 


PSALM  LXXXV.  143 

Thrice  happy  he,  O  Gcd  of  hosts?, 
Whose  spirit  trusts  alone  in  thee  ! 

PSALM  85.     First  Part.     L.  M. 

The  Spirit's  influence  acknowledged,  and  desired  in 

greater  measure. 

1  T   ORD,  thou  hast  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind, 
■*-*  Thou  hast  revers'd  our  heavy  doom  : 
So  God  forgave  when  Israel  sinn'd, 

And  brought  his  wand'ring  captives  home. 

2  Thou  hast  begun  to  set  us  free, 
And  made  thy  fiercest  wrath  abate  : 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  turn'd  to  thee, 
And  thy  salvation  be  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  saints  in  thee  rejoice  : 
Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  word  ; 
We  wait  for  praise  to  tune  our  voice. 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  say ; 
He'll  speak,  and  give  his  people  peace  : 
But  let  them  run  no  more  astray, 
Lest  his  returning  wrath  increase. 

PSALM  85.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 
Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  ^ALVATION  is  for  ever  nigh 

^   The  souls,  that  fear  and  trust  the  Lord ; 
And  grace,  descending  from  on  high, 
Fresh  hopes  of  glory  shall  afford. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Christ  the  Lord  came  down  from  heav'a 
By  his  obedience  so  complete, 
Justice  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  is  giv'n. 

3  Now  truth  and  honour  shall  abound ; 
Religion  dwell  on  earth  again  : 

And  heav'nly  influ'nee  bless  the  ground, 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 


144  PSALM  LXXXV1. 

4  His  righteousness  is  gone  before, 
To  give  us  free  access  to  God : 
Our  wand'ring  feet  shall  stray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  steps,  and  keep  the  road. 

PSALM  86.     First  Part.    C.  M.   ' 
Majesty  and  grace  of  God. 

1  A  MONG  the  princes,  earthly  gods, 
-^*  There's  none  hath  pow'r  divine  : 
Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord  ! 

Nor  are  their  works  like  thine. 

2  The  nations,  thou  hast  made,  shall  bring 

Their  off 'rings  round  thy  throne  : 
For  thou  alone  dost  wond'rous  things ; 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet : 

Teach  me  thy  heav'nly  ways  ; 
And  my  poor  scatter'd  thoughts  unite 
In  God  my  Father's  praise. 

4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 

Shall  those  sweet  wonders  tell ; 
How  by  thy  grace  my  sinking  soul 
Rose  from  the  deeps  of  hell. 

PSALM  86.    Second  Part.    L.  M. 

Mourning  over  unbelief  and  pleading  for  the  evidence* 
of  an  interest  in  Christ. 

1  JESUS,  my  God,  my  All  in  all, 

**  Display  thy  pow'r,  unveil  thy  face : 
Wilt  thou  not  hear  when  sinners  call  ? 
Is  not  thy  reign,  a  reign  of  grace  ? 

2  A  thousand  times  my  tongue  hath  said, 

"  Bought  with  a  price,  I'm  not  my  own  ;" 
A  thousand  times  my  soul  hath  fled, 
And  sought  relief  before  thy  throne. 

3  But  now  I  grope,  as  in  the  night ; 
I  can't  believe,  and  dare  not  trust ; 


PSALM  LXXXVI1.  145 

My  patli  is  hedged,  I  see  no  light, 
My  hopes  are  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

4  With  fears  that  all  experience  past, 
Hath  been  delusive,  false  and  vain, 
I  dread,  lest  falling  short  at  last, 

I  never  shall  the  prize  obtain. 

5  When  to  the  cross  I  wish  to  fly, 
And  see  the  blood  of  sprinkling  flow  ; 
To  Sinai's  mount,  not  Calvary, 

A  legal  spirit  bids  me  go. 

6  Striving  to  stretch  my  wither'd  arms, 
I  fain  would  give  myself  away ; 
But  sins  and  guilt  excite  alarms, 
And  check  a  near  approach  to  thee. 

7  O  !  if  already  I've  believ'd, 

If  Christ  and  I  indeed  be  one  : 

Then  prove  thyself  my  Help  and  Shield 

Or,  let  the  work  be  now  begun. 

8  Show  me  a  token,  Lord,  for  good, 
And  let  me  know  that  I  am  thine ; 
Dispel  my  doubts,  disperse  the  cloud, 
And  on  my  soul  benignant  shine. 

9  Now,  let  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Bear  witness  to  my  troubled  heart ; 
Now  shed  abroad  my  Father's  love, 
And  filial  confidence  impart. 

10 Then  shall  my  foes,  who  hate  me,  see 
That  God  is  faithful  to  his  saints ; 
That  he  hath  heard  and  helped  me, 
And  chang'd  to  praise  my  sad  complaints. 

PSALM  87.    L.  M. 

The  glory  of  the  Church,  and  happiness  of 
belonging  to  her. 


/"^  OD  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 
^~*    Foundations  for  his  heav'nly  praise ; 
7 


146  PSALM  LXXXVIII. 

lie  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well; 
But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  mercy  visits  ev'ry  house, 

That  pays  its  night  and  morning  vows 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  stay, 
Where  ch  arches  meet  to  praise  and  pra/. 

3  What  glories  were  describ'd  of  old  ! 
What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told  ! 
Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  the  Greek  and  Jew, 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew ; 
Angels  and  men  shall  join  to  sing 
The  Hill,  where  living  waters  spring. 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  last  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  honour  to  appear, 

As  one  new  born  and  nourish'd  there. 

PSALM  §8.    First  Part.    L.  M. 
Life  the  only  accepted  time. 

1  T7S7HILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  lighli 

*  »      Mercy  is  found  and  peace  is  giv'n . 
But  soon,  ah  soon  !  th'  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  ev'ry  hope  of  heav'n. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  bless'd  the  day  ! 
How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound! 
"  Come,  sinners,  baste,  O !  haste  away, 

"  While  yet  a  pard'uing  God  he's  found. 

3  "  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 

"  No  Sabbath's  heav'nly  light  shall  rise  , 
41  No  God  regard  your  bitter  pray'r, 
44  Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies  " 


PSALM  LXXXVIII.  147 

TSALM  88.     Second  Fart.    S.  M, 
Sickness  sanctified. 

1  6JTRETCH'D  on  the  bed  of  gikf, 
^   In  silence  long  I  lay ; 

For  sore  disease  and  wasting  pain 
Had  worn  my  strength  away. 

2  How  mourn'd  my  sinking  soul 
The  Sabbath's  hours  divine  ; 

The  day  of  grace,  that  precious  day, 
Consum'd  in  sense,  and  sin ! 

3  The  work,  the  mighty  work 
Of  life,  so  long  delay'd  ; 

Repentance,  yet  to  be  begun, 
Upon  a  dying  bed! 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  I  pray'd, 
And  rais'd  a  bitter  cry: 

'  Hear  me,  O  God,  and  save  my  soul, 
"  Lest  I  for  ever  die." 

5  He  heard  my  humble  cry ; 

He  sav'd  my  soul  from  death: 
To  him  I'll  give  my  heart  and  hands, 
And  consecrate  my  breath. 

6  Ye  sinners,  fear  the  Lord, 
While  yet  'tis  call'd  to-day ; 

Soon  will  the  awful  voice  of  death 
Command  your  souls  away. 

PSALM  88.     Third  Part.    L.  M.) 
Resurrection  and  immortality. 

1  £<  HALL  man,  O  God  of  light  and  life, 
^-'  For  ever  moulder  in  the  grave  ? 
Can'st  thou  forget  thy  glorious  work, 
Thy  promise,  and  thy  pow'r  to  save  ? 

2  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain  desponding  fears  : 
When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness  sprang, 


148  PSALM  LXXXVI1I. 

Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 

And  heav'n  with  praise  and  wonder  rang, 

3  Him,  the  first  fruits,  his  chosen  sons 
Shall  follow  from  the  vanquish'd  grave ; 
He  mounts  his  throne,  the  King  of  kings, 
His  church  to  quicken,  and  to  save. 

4  Faith  sees  the  bright  eternal  doors 
Unfold,  to  make  his  children  way  : 
They  shall  be  clothed  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 

5  The  trump  shall  sound  ;  the  dust  awake  ; 
From  the  cold  tomb  the  slumb'rers  spring  ; 
Thro'  heav'n  with  joy  their  myriads  rise, 
And  hail  their  Saviour  and  their  King. 

PSALM  §§.     Fourth  Part.    L.  M. 
A  believer  walking  in  darkness. 

1  T  ORD,  in  a  day  of  pow'r  divine 

-*~^  Thy  grace  prevail'd,  and  made  me  thine : 
To  thee,  my  soul,  when  young.  I  gave, 
And  trusted  in  thy  pow'r  to  save. 

2  But  where  remain  ray  joy  and  peace, 
Which,  then  I  thought,  would  never  cease  ? 
If  I  am  thine,  how  can  it  be, 

That  comforts  should  for  ever  flee  ? 

3  Involv'd  in  glooms  of  darkest  night, 
And  banish'd  from  thy  blissful  sight, 
I  seek  thy  face  on  ev'ry  side  ; 

But  still  the  glooms  of  night  abide. 

4  Up  from  my  youth,  depriv'd  of  joy, 
Afflictions  all  my  peace  destroy  ; 
Thy  terrors  oft  distract  my  soul, 
And  sorrows  rise  beyond  control. 

5  O !  turn  thine  hand,  command  relief, 
Restore  my  peace,  assuage  my  grief. 


PSALM  LXXXIX.  149 

And  let,  of  future  rest,  an  heir, 
One  drop  of  consolation  share. 

PSALM  §9.     First  Part.    L.  M. 
The  covenant  made  with  Christ. 

1  T^OR  ever  shall  my  song  record 

*    The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  for  ever  stand, 
Like  heav'n  establish'd  by  his  hand. 

2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  sware,  and  said, 

"  With  thee  my  cov'nant  first  was  made ; 
"  In  thee  shall  dying  sinners  live  ; 
"  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  "  Be  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Priest ; 
"Thy  children  shall  be  ever  blest; 

"  Thou  art  my  chosen  King ;  thj  throne 
"Shall  stand  eternal,  like  my  own." 

4  Now  let  the  church  rejoice,  and  sing 
Jesus  her  Saviour,  and  her  King : 
Angels  his  heav'nly  wonders  show, 
And  saints  declare  his  works  below. 

PSALM  §9.     Second  Part.     C.  M. 
The  faithfulness  of  God. 

1  1V¥Y  never-ceasing  song  shall  show 
-!■"-■•  The  mercies  of  the  Lord  : 
And  make  succeeding  ages  know 

How  faithful  is  his  word. 

2  The  sacred  truths  his  lips  pronounce, 

Shall  firm  as  heav'n  endure  ; 
And  if  he  speaks  a  promise  once, 
Th'  eternal  grace  is  sure. 

3  How  long  the  race  of  David  held 

The  promis'd  Jewish  throne! 
But  there's  a  nobhr  cov'nant  sehTd 
To  David's  greater  Son. 


150  PSALM  LXXXIX. 

4  His  seed  for  ever  shall  possess 

A  throne  abo^e  the  skies ; 
The  meanest  subject  of  his  grace, 
Shall  to  thy  glory  rise. 

5  Lord  God  of  hosts,  thy  wond'rous  ways 

Are  sung  by  saints  above  ; 
And  saints  on  earth  their  honours  raise 
To  thine  unchanging  love. 

PSALM  89.     Third  Fart.    C.  M 
The  power  and  majesty  of  God. 

1  "W^TlTH  rev*rence  let  thy  saints  appear 

*  ■     And  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
His  high  commands  adoring  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories  be ! 

How  bright  thine  armies  shine  ! 
Where  is  the  pow'r  that  vies  with  thee  ? 
Or  truth  compar'd  with  thine  ? 

3  The  northern  pole  and  southern  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand; 
Darkness  and  day  from  east  to  west 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boist'rous  deep  : 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  sleep. 

5  Heav'n,  earth,  and  air,  and  sea  are  thine, 

And  the  dark  world  of  hell ; 
How  did  thine  arm  in  vengeance  shine 
When  Egypt  durst  rebel ! 

6  Justice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  wond'rous  is  thy  grace; 
While  truth  and  mercy,  join'd  in  one 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 


PSALM  LXXXIX.  151 

PSALM  89.     Fourth  Part.    C  M. 
The  blessedness  of  knowing  the  gospel. 

1  T>LEST  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 
-*-*  The  gospel's  joyful  sound ; 

Peace  shall  attend  the  path  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up 

Thro'  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives  ; 
Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

PSALM  89.    Fifth  Part.    C.  M. 
Christ's  mediatorial  Kingdom. 

1  XT  EAR  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said, 
■*-*■  And  made  his  mercy  known ; 

"  Sinners,  behold,  your  help  is  laid 
"  On  my  almighty  Son." 

2  High  shall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 

My  people's  better  King ; 
My  arm  shall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
And  still  new  subjects  bring. 

3  My  truth  shall  guard  him  in  his  way, 

With  mercy  by  his  side ; 
While  in  my  name  thro'  earth  and  sea 
He  shall  in  triumph  ride. 

4  My  cov'nant  stands  for  ever  fast, 

My  promises  are  strong; 
Firm  as  the  heav'ns  his  throne  shall  last, 
His  seed  endure  as  long. 


152  PSALM  LXXXIX. 

PSALM  89.     Sixth  Part.    CM. 
The  covenant  of  grace  unchangeable* 

1  ^ET  (saith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race, 

J-    The  children  of  my  Son,  • 
Should  break  my  laws,  abuse  my  grace, 
And  tempt  mine  anger  down ; 

2  Their  sins  I'll  visit  with  the  rod, 

And  make  their  folly  smart ; 

But  I'll  not  cease  to  be  their  God, 

Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 

3  My  cov'nant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

But  keep  my  grace  in  mind  ; 
And  what  eternal  love  hath  spoke, 
Eternal  truth  shall  bind. 

4  Once  have  I  sworn,  (I  need  no  more) 

And  pledg'd  my  holiness; 
To  seal  my  sacred  promise  sure 
To  David  and  his  race. 

5  The  sun  shall  see  his  offspring  ris"1, 

And  spread  from  sea  to  sea, 
Long  as  lie  travels  round  the  skies 
To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night, 

His  kingdom  shall  endure ; 
Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  shade  and  light 
Shall  be  observ'd  no  more. 

PSALM  §9.     Seventh  Part.    L.  M. 
Mortality  and  hope.     A  funeral  psalm. 

1  X>  EM  EMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  state ; 
-"-V    How  frail  our  life,  how  short  the  date! 
Where  is  the  man  that  draws  his  breath 
Safe  from  disease,  secure  from  death  ? 

2  Lord,  while  we  see  whole  nations  die, 
Our  flesh  and  sense  repine,  and  cry, 


PSALM  XC  15.1 

"  Must  death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  ? 
"  Or  hast  thou  made  mankind  in  vain  ? 

3  "  Where  is  thy  promise  to  the  just  ? 

"  Are  not  thy  servants  turn'd  to  dust  ? 
But  faith  forbids  these  mournful  sighs, 
And  sees  the  sleeping  dust  arise. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day, 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  saints  away  ; 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word  : 
Awake,  our  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord. 

PSALM  90.     First  Part.     L.  M. 

Man  mortal  and  God  eternal.     A  funeral  psalm 

1   FTIHRO'  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God  ! 

3-    Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode ; 

High  was  thy  throne,  ere  heav'n  was  made, 

Or  earth  thy  humble  footstool  laid. 
M  Long  had'st  thou  reign'd  ere  time  began, 

Or  dust  was  fashion'd  into  man  ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 

When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is.  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  : 

Thy  dreadful  .sentence,  Lord,  was  just, 
"  ileturn,  ye  sinners,  to  your  dust.1' 

4  A  thousand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account 
Like  yesterday's  departed  light, 
Or  the  last  watch  of  ending  night. 

5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away  :  our  life's  a  dream  ; 
An  empty  tale ;  a  morning  flow'r, 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour. 

6  Our  age  to  seventy  years  is  set ; 

How  short  the  term  !  how  frail  the  state  1 


154  PSALM  XC. 

And  if  to  eighty  we  arrive, 

We  rather  sigh  and  groan,  than  live. 

7  But  oh  !  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  off  our  expected  years ! 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread  : 
We  fear  the  povv'r  that  strikes  us  dead. 

8  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span  ; 
Till  faith,  and  love,  and  piety, 

Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

PSALM  90.    Second  Part.    C.  M 
Man  frail,  and  God  our  refuge. 

1  f|UR  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
^J  Our  hope  for  years  to  come. 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 

And  our  eternal  home  ! 

2  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

3  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away  ; 

They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 

Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 

4  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

PSALM  9©.     ThiidPart.    CM. 

Death  the  effect  of  sin — brevity  of  human  life. 
1   T  ORD,  if   thine  eyes  survey  our  faults, 
J-^   And  justice  grow  severe, 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 


PSALM  XC.  155 

2  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  dust ; 

By  one  offence  to  thee, 
Adam  and  all  his  sons  have  lost 
Their  immortality. 

3  Life,  like  a  vain  amusement,  flies, 

A  fable  or  a  song : 
By  swift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few,  whose  days  amount 

To  three  score  years  and  ten  ; 
And  all,  beyond  that  short  account, 
Is  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

5  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love, 

And  not  thy  wrath  alone  : 

O  let  our  sweet  experience  prove 

The  mercies  of  thy  throne  ! 

PSALM  90.     Fourth  Part.    C.  M. 
Breathing  after  Heaven. 

1  "O  ETURN,  O  God  of  love,  return ; 
-*-•■'  Earth  is  a  tiresome  place  : 

How  long  shall  we,  thy  children,  mourn 
Our  absence  from  thy  face  ? 

2  Let  heav'n  succeed  our  painful  years, 

Let  sin  and  sorrow  cease  ; 

And,  in  proportion  to  our  tears, 

So  make  our  joys  increase. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  servants  show, 

Make  thine  own  work  complete  ; 
Then  shall  our  souls  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  thy  love  was  great. 

4  Then  shall  we  shine  before  thy  throne, 

In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord  ; 
And,  the  poor  service,  we  have  done 
Meet  a  divine  reward. 


.56  PSALM  XCI. 

PSALM  91.     First  Part.    L.  M. 
Safety  in  public  diseases  and  dangers 

1  TLTE,  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God, 
J*^-*-  Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode ; 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  shade, 
And  there  at  night  shall  rest  his  head. 

2  Then  will  I  say,  "  My  God,  thy  pow'r 
41  Shall  be  my  fortress  and  my  tow'r  : 
"  I,  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  dust, 

"  Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trust.'' 

3  Thrice  happy  man  !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  snare, 
Satan,  the  tempter,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  souls  a  thousand  ways. 

4  Just  as  a  hen  protects  her  brood 

From  birds  of  prey,  that  seek  tfeeir  blood. 
Under  her  feathers  ;  so  the  lord 
Makes  his  own  arm  his  people's  guard. 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  conspire 
To  dart  a  pestilential  fire, 

God  is  their  life  :  his  Winn's  are  spread 
To  shield  them,  with  an  healthful  shade. 

6  If  vapours  with  malignant  breath 
Rise  thick,  and  scatter  midnight  death, 
Israel  is  safe  :  the  poison'd  air 
Grows  pure,  if  Israel's  God  be  there. 

7  What  tho'  a  thousand  at  thy  side, 

At  thy  right  hand  ten  thousand  died  ; 
Thy  God  his  chosen  people  saves 
Among  the  dead,  amid  the  graves. 

8  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  swerd, 
Receive  commission  from  the  Lord, 
To  strike  his  saints  among  the  rest ; 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  blest 


PSALM  XCI.  157 

9  The  sword,  the  pestilence,  or  fire, 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  best  desire: 
From  sins  and  sorrows  set  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 

PSALM  91.    Second  Part.    C.  M. 
Tlie  same. 

1  "V7"E  sons  of  men,  a  feeble  race, 

-*-    Expos'd  to  ev'ry  snare, 
Come,  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling-place, 
And  try,  and  trust  his  care. 

2  No  ill  shall  enter  where  you  dwell ; 

Or  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 
And  sweep  the  wicked  down  to  hell, 
'Twill  raise  his  saints  on  high. 

D  Ile'il  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 
Your  feet  in  all  their  ways ; 
To  watch  your  pillow,  while  you  sleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

4  Their  hands  shall  bear  you,  lest  you  fall, 

And  dash  against  the  stones  : 

Are  they  not  servants  at  his  call, 

And  sent  t'  attend  his  sons  ? 

5  Adders  and  lions  ye  shall  tread  ; 

The  tempter's  wiles  defeat : 
For  he  that  broke  the  serpent's  head 
Puts  him  beneath  your  feet. 

6  "Because  on  me  they  set  their  love, 

"  I'll  save  them  ;  (saith  the  Lord) 
"  I'll  bear  their  joyful  souls  above 
M  Destruction,  and  the  sword. 

'  '  My  grace  shall  answer  when  they  call ; 
"  In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh  : 
'  My  pow'r  shall  help  them  when  they  fall, 
"  And  raise  them  when  they  die. 


158  PSALM  XC1I. 

&  "  Those  that  on  earth  my  name  have  known, 
"  I'll  honour  them  in  heav'n  ; 
"  There  my  salvation  shall  be  shown, 
"  And  endless  life  be  giv'n." 

PSALM  92.    First  Part.    L.  M. 
A  psalm  for  the  Lord's  day. 

1  ^WEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
^  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mcrtal  care  shall  seize  my  breast: 
O  !  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  : 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine.' 
How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 

4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high  ; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die : 
Like  grass  they  flourish,  till  thy  breath 
Blasts  them  in  everlasting  death. 

5  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  heart ; 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

6  Sin  (my  worst  enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more ; 
My  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain ; 
Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 

7  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below : 

And  ev'ry  pow'r  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 


PSALM  XCII,  XCIII.  159 

PSALM  92.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 
Aged  Saints, 
i    T  ORD,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand 
-■-^   In  gardens  planted  by  thy  hand : 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  seen, 
Like  a  young  cedar  fresh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love, 
Blest  with  thine  influ'nce  from  above ; 
Not  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees 

Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live ; 
Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive ; 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  else  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourish  strong  and  fair 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  show 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  true  ; 
None,  that  attend  his  gates,  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

PSALM  93.    L.  M. 

Eternity  and  dominion  of  God. 

1  TEIIOVAH  reigns:  He  dwells  in  light, 
■*    Girded  with  majesty  and  might: 
The  world,  created  by  his  hands, 

Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  first  foundation  laid  ; 

Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 
Thyself  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies  ; 
Vain  floods,  that  aim  their  rage  so  high 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  For  ever  shall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  sure  ■ 


I  GO  PSALM  XCIV. 

And  everlasting  holiness 

Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

PSALM  94.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
Sinners  threatened — Saints  chastised 

1  (~\  GOD,  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 

^-*    Proclaim  thy  wrath  aloud  • 
Let  sov'reign  pow'r  redress  our  wrongs, 
Let  justice  smite  the  proud. 

2  They  say,  "  The  Lord  nor  sees  nor  hears  :* 

When  will  the  fools  be  wise  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  ? 

3  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain- 

And  they  shall  feel  his  pow'r  : 
His  wrath  shall  pierce  their  souls  with  pain, 
In  some  surprising  hour. 

4  But  if  thy  saints  deserve  rebuke, 

Thou  hast  a  gentler  rod  ; 
Thy  providences  and  thy  book 

Shall  make  them  know  their  God. 

5  Blest  is  the  man,  thy  hands  chastise, 

And  to  his  duty  draw  : 
Thy  chast'nings  make  thy  children  wise, 
When  they  forget  thy  law. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  cast  off  his  saints, 

Nor  his  own  promise  break  ; 
He  pardons  his  inheritance 
For  their  Redeemer's  sake. 

PSALM  94.     Second  Part     C.  M. 
God  our  support  and  comfort. 
1    \^THO  will  arise  and  plead  my  right 
»  »      Against  my  num'rous  foes  ; 
While  eaith  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  all  my  hopes  opoose  1 


PSALM  XCV.  161 

2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  help, 

Sustain'd  my  fainting  head, 
My  life  had  now  in  silence  dwelt ; 
My  soul  among  the  dead. 

3  "Alas,  my  sliding  feet!"  I  cried, 

Thy  promise  was  my  prop  : 
Thy  grace  stood  constant  by  my  side, 
Thy  spirit  bore  me  up. 

4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bosom  roll ; 
Thy  boundless  love  forgives  my  faults, 
Thy  comforts  cheer  my  soul. 

5  Pow'rs  of  iniquity  may  rise, 

And  frame  pernicious  laws ; 
But  God,  my  refuge,  rules  the  skies ; 
He  will  defend  my  cause. 

6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud, 

Let  bold  blasphemers  scoff: 
The  Lord  our  God  shall  judge  the  proud, 
And  cut  the  sinners  off. 

PSALM  95.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
Introductory  psalm. 

1  ^  ING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
^  And  in  his  strength  rejoice  : 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 

Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 

And  psalms  of  honour  sing  : 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  seem, 

Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 

When  once  compar'd  with  him. 


162  PSALM  XCV. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 

Lies  in  his  spacious  hand  ; 
He  fix'd  the  seas,  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face ; 
O !  may  the  creatures  of  his  pow'r 
Be  children  of  his  grace ! 

6  Now  is  the  time  :  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request : 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear, 
"  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 

PSALM  95.    Second  Part.    S.  M. 
A  call  to  delaying  sinners. 

1  /~10ME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
^-^  And  hymns  of  glory  sing : 

Jehovah  is  the  sov'reign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown ; 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound ; 

The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come  worship  at  his  throne, 
Come  bow  before  the  Lord : 

We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refuse 
The  language  of  his  grace  ; 

And  hearts  grow  hard  like  stubborn  -fews, 
That  unbelieving  race  ■ 


PSALM  XCV,  XCVI.  163 

6  The  Lord  in  vengeance  drest, 
Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear  ; 
1  Ye  that  despise  my  promis'd  rest, 
"  Shall  have  no  portion  there." 

PSALM  95.     Third  Part.    L.  M. 
A  call  to  delaying  sinners. 

1  /""10ME,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
^-^  Who  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word : 
He  is  our  shepherd ;  we  the  sheep, 

His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 

2  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey  ; 
Nor  let  our  harden'd  hearts  renew 
The  sins  and  plagues  that  Israel  knew. 

?  Seize  the  kind  promise,  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zion's  heav'nly  gates ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  rest : 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blest. 

PSALM  96.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
The  first  and  second  coming  of  Christ. 

1  CING  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
^  Ye  tribes  of  ev'ry  tongue  ; 

His  rich  display  of  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 

2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  reigns, 

God's  own  almighty  Son : 
His  pow'r  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
His  grace  surrounds  his  throne. 

3  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  day  ; 

Joy  thro'  the  earth  be  seen  : 

Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array 

And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 

The  islands  of  the  sea  : 


164  PSALM  XCVI,  XCVII. 

Ye  mountains,  sink  ;  ye  valleys,  rise  ; 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold  he  conies  !  he  comes  to  bless 

The  nations  as  their  God  : 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  send  his  truth  abroad. 

6  But  when  his  voice  shall  raise  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near , 
How  will  the  guilty  nations  dread, 
To  see  their  Judge  appear  ! 

PSALM  96.    Second  Part.    P.  M. 
Universal  acknowledgment  of  God. 
\   npHE  heathen  know  thy  ghry,  Lord ; 
-*-    The  wond'ring  nations  read  thy  word ; 

In  these  far  clinics  Jehovah's  known  : 
Our  worship  shall  no  more  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made  ; 
Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

2  He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  built,  the  sky  ; 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  high ; 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there : 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light ; 
His  beauties,  how  divinely  bright ! 

His  temple,  how  divinely  fair  ! 

3  Come,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  pow'r, 

And  barb'rous  nations  fear  his  name  • 
Then  shall  the  race  of  man  .confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness  ; 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 

PSALM  97.     First  Part.    L.  M. 

Christ  reigning,  and  coming  to  judgment. 

1   TIE  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 
-H  Praise  him  ir  evangelic  strains : 


PSALM  XCVII.  Ib5 

Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  distant  islands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels  and  unknown ; 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne : 
Tho'  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  rohes  of  Judgment,  lo,  he  comes, 
Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  the  tombs  • 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire ; 

The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight,  and  shun  the  day  : 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

PSALM  97.    Second  Part.    L.  M. 
Christ  adored  by  angels. 
I   rElHE  Lord  is  come  ;  the  hcav'ns  proclaim 
-*-    His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name: 
An  unknown  star  directs  the  road 
Of  eastern  sages  to  their  Gud. 

9  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  skies, 
Go,  worship,  where  the  Saviour  lies  : 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Those  Gods  on  higlj,  and  Gods  below. 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own  worshippers  confound  : 

Let  Judah  shout,  let  Zion  sing, 

And  earth  confess  her  sov'reign  King. 

PSALM  97.     Third  Part.    L.  M. 
Grace  and  glory. 
I   FT1H'  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  hich 
-*-    O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  sky  : 
Tho'  clouds  and  darkness  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy-seat. 


166  PSALM  XCVIII. 

2  O  ye,  that  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  ev'ry  work  of  sin  and  shame  J 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends. 

3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown : 
Those  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise, 
And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  sacred  honours  of  the  Lord  : 
None  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace, 
Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

PSALM  9§.     First  Part.    C.  M 
Praise  for  the  gospel. 

1  npO  our  almighty  Maker,  God, 

-*-    New  honours  be  addrest : 
His  great  salvation  shines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  blest. 

2  He  spake  the  word  to  Abraham  first ; 

His  truth  fulfils  the  grace  : 
The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  trust, 
And  learn  his  righteousness. 

3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim, 

With  all  her  diif 'rent  tongues  ; 
And  spread  the  honours  of  his  name 
In  melody  and  songs. 

PSALM  9§.     Second  Part.    C.  M. 
The  Messiah's  coming  and  kingdom. 

1  TOY  to  the  world  ;  the  Lord  is  come  . 
•*    Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 

Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heav'n  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  ;  the  Saviour  reigns : 

Let  men  their  songs  employ; 


TSALM  XC1X.  167 

While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding-  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  g**ow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  around  : 
He  comes,  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

PSALM  99.     First  Part.    S.  M 
Flie  kingdom  and  majesty  of  Christ 

1  rilHE  Lord,  Jehovah,  reigns, 

-*-    Let  all  the  nations  fear  ; 

Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne ; 

And  saints  be  humbled  therp 

2  Jesus  the  Saviour  reigns, 
Let  earth  adore  its  Lord  : 

Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  stand, 
And  swift  fulfil  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  is  his  throne  ; 
His  honours  are  divine  ; 

His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known ' 
For  there  his  glories  shine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  name  ! 
How  terrible  his  praise ! 

Justice  and  truth,  and  judgment  join, 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 

PSALM  99.     Second  Part.    S.  M. 
The  majesty  and  grace  of  God  acknowledged 
1  "OXALT  the  Lord  our  God, 
-*-^    And  worship  at  his  feet ; 
His  ways  are  wisdom,  pcw'r  and  truth, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat 


1G8  PSALM  C. 

2  When  Israel  was  his  church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 

When  Moses  cried,  when  Samuel  pray'd. 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 

3  Ofl  he  forgave  their  sins, 
Nor  would  destroy  their  race ; 

And  ofl  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God; 
His  grace  is  still  the  same  : 

Still  he's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

PSALM  100.     First  Part.    L.  M. 
Praise  to  our  Creator. 

1  "TJEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
-*-*  Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sov'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men ; 

And  when  like  wand'ring  sheep  we  stray 'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care  ; 
Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame : 
What  lasting  honours  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs' 
High  as  the  heav'n  our  voices  raise : 

And  earth  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  : 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand  ; 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 


PSALM  C,  CI.  189 

PSALM   100.     Second  Part.     P.  M. 
Praise  to  our  Preserver. 

1  ^ING  to  the  Lord  most  high  ; 
^   Let  ev'ry  land  adore  : 

With  grateful  voice  make  known 

His  goodness  and  his  povv'r. 
Let  cheerful  songs  declare  his  ways, 
And  let  his  praise  inspire  your  tongues. 

2  Enter  his  courts  with  joy ; 
With  fear  address  thvi  Lord  ; 
He  fbrm'd  us  with  his  hand, 
And  quicken'd  by  his  word. 

With  wide  command  he  spreads  his  sway 
O'er  ev'ry  sea,  and   ev'ry  luiici. 

3  His  hands  provide  our  food, 
And  ev'ry  blessing  give  : 
We  feed  upon  his  care, 
And  in  his  pastures  live. 

With  cheerful  songs  declare  his  ways, 
And  let  his  praise  inspire  your  tongues. 

4  Good  is  the  Lord,  our  God, 
His  truth  and   mercy  sure  ; 
While  earth  and  heav'n  shall  last, 
His  promises  endure. 

With  bounteous  hand  he  spreads  his  sway 
O'er  ev'ry  sea,  and  ev'ry  land. 

PSALM  101.     First  Part.     L.  M. 
The  magistrate's  psalm. 

1  TVTERCY  and  judgment  are  my  song: 
■J-"-*-  And  since  they  both  to  thee  belong, 
My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  songs  and  vows  I'll  bring. 

2  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  sword, 

I'll  take  my  counsels  from  thy  word: 
8 


170  PSALM  CI. 

Thy  justice  and  thy  heav'nly  grace 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  wisdom  all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  reside  : 

No  wicked  thing  shall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealousy. 

4  I'll  search  the  land,  and  raise  the  just 
To  posts  of  honour,  wealth  and  trust 
The  men  that  work  thy  holy  will, 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  fav' rites  still. 

5  In  vain  shall  sinners  hope  to  rise 
By  flatt'ring  or  malicious  lies ; 
And  while  the  innocent  I  guard, 
The  bold  offender  shan't  be  spar'd. 

6  The  impious  crew,  that  factious  band, 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  land  ; 
And  all  that  break  the  public  rest, 
Where  I  have  pow'r,  shall  be  supprest. 

PSALM  101.     Second  Pari.    C.  M. 
The  magistrate'' s  psalm. 

1  A  kF  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing, 
^-^  And  pay  my  God  my  vows  • 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  heav'nly  King, 

Teach  me  to  rule  my  house. 

2  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God,  repair, 

And  make  thy  servant  wise  : 

I'll  suffer  nothing  near  me  there, 

That  shall  offend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man,  that  doth  his  neighbour  wrong 

By  falsehood  or  by  force ; 
The  scornful  eye,  the  sland'rous  tongue, 
I'll  thrust  them  from  my  doors. 

4  I'll  seek  the  faithful  and  the  just, 

And  will  their  help  enjoy; 


PSALM  GIL  171 

These  are  the  friends  that  I  shall  trust, 
The  servants  I'll  employ. 

5  The  wretch  that  deals  in  sly  deceit, 

I'll  not  endure  a  night : 
The  liar's  tongue  I'll  ever  hate, 
And  banish  from  my  sight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 

And  make  the  wicked  flee; 
So  shall  my  house  be  ever  found, 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 

PSALM  102.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
A  prayer  for  the  afflicted. 

1  TTEAR  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face, 
■"-■*■   But  answer,  lest  1  die : 

Hast  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grace 
To  hear  when  sinners  cry  1 

2  My  days  are  wasted  like  the  smoke 

Dissolving  in  the  air ; 
My  strength  is  dried,  my  heart  is  broke, 
And  sinking  in  despair. 

3  My  spirits  flag  like  with'ring  grass 

Burnt  with  excessive  heat; 
In  secret  groans  my  minutes  pass, 
And  I  forget  to  eat. 

4  As  on  some  lonely  building's  top, 

The  sparrow  tells  her  moan  ; 
Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope, 
I  sit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  soul  is  like  a  wilderness, 

Where  beasts  of  midnight  howl; 
There  the  sad  raven  rinds  her  place, 
And  there  the  screaming  owl. 

6  Dark  dismal  thoughts  and  boding  fears 

Dwell  in  my  troubled  breast; 


172  PSALM  CII. 

While  sharp  reproaches  wound  my  ears. 
Nor  give  my  spirit  rest. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes, 

And  tears  are  my  ropast ; 
My  daily  bread  like  ashes  grows 
Unpleasant  to  my  taste. 

8  Sense  can  afford  no  real  joy 

To  souls  that  feel  thy  frown  ; 
Lord,  'twas  thy  hand  advanc'd  me  high; 
Thy  hand  hath  cast  me  down. 

9  My  looks  like  wither'd  leaves  appear  ; 

And  life's  declining  light 
Grows  faint  as  ev'ning  shadows  are, 
That  vanish  into   night. 

10  But  thou  for  ever  art  the  same, 

O  my  eternal  God ! 
Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  spread  thy  works  abroad. 

11  Thou  wilt  arise  and  show  thy  face ; 

Nor  will  my  Lord  delay 
Beyond  the  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long  expected  day. 

12  He  hears  his  saints,  he  knows  their  cry 

And  by  mysterious  ways 
Redeems  the  pris'ners  doom'd  to  die, 
And  fills  their  tongues  with  praise. 

PSALM  102.     Second  Part.    C.  M. 
Prayer  heard,  and  the  church  revived 

1  T   ET  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice : 
•*-A   Behold  the  promis'd  hour  ! 

Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 
And  comes  t'  exalt  his  pow'r. 

2  Her  dust  and  ruins,  that  remain, 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  ; 


PSALM  CII.  173 

Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again, 
And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 

3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 

And  stand  in  glory  there  : 
Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  sits  a  sov'reign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes  : 
He  hears  the  dying  pris'ners'  groan, 
And  sees  their  sighs  aiise. 

5  He  frees  the  souls  condemn'd  to  death  ~, 

And  when  his  saints  complain, 
It  shan't  be  said,  "  That  praying  breath 
"  Was  ever  spent  in  vain." 

6  This  shall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 

And  left  on  long  record  ; 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  trust,  and  praise  the  Lord. 

PSALM  103.     Thi.JPart.     L.  M. 
Perpetuity  of  the  church,  though  the  saints  die* 

1  TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

-*-   Weakens  our  strength  amid  the  race  : 
Disease  and  death,  at  his  command, 
Arrest  us  and  cut  short  our  days. 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon  : 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day  ; 
And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon? 

3  Yet  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief, 
This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage, 
"  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  : 

"  Christ  is  the  same  thro'  ev'ry  age." 

4  'Twas  he,  this  earth's  foundation  laid* 
Heav'n  is  the  buildi;i<<-  of  his  hand  : 


174  PSALM  CIII. 

This  earth  grows  old,  these  hcav'ns  shall  fade, 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky, 
Like  garments,  shall  be  laid  aside: 

But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high; 
Thy  church  tor  ever  must  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  shall  live, 
And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign . 
This  dying  world  shall  they  survive, 
And  the  dead  saints  be  rais'd  again. 

PSALM  103.     First  Part.    S.  M. 
Praise  for  spiritual  and  temporal  mercies. 

1  f\  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
^-^  Let  all  within  me  join, 

And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favours  are  divine. 

2  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 

Forgotten  in  unthankfnlness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins ; 
'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain ; 

Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy   life  with   love, 
When  ransom'd  from  the  grave ; 

He,  that  redeem'd   my  soul  from  hell, 
Hath  sovereign  pow'r  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good, 
He  gives  the  smT'rers  rest; 

The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  th'  opprest. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Moses  known  ■ 


PSALM  CIII.  175 

But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace, 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

PSALM  103.     Second  Part.    S.  M. 
Praise  for  spiritual  and  temporal  mercies. 

1  1VJY  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 
liM.  Whose  mercies  are  so  great 

Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide  : 
And  when  his  strokes  are  felt, 

His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heav'ns  are  rais'd 
Above  the  ground  we  tread ; 

So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  pow'r  subdues  our  sins : 
And  his  forgiving  love, 

Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

5  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  that  fe&r  his  name, 
Is  such,  as  tender  parents  feel : 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 
Scatter'd  with  ev'ry   breath  ; 

His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

7  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 
Or  like  the  morning  flow'r : 

If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

8  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 
To  endless  years  endure " 


176  PSALM  GUI,  CIV. 

And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

PSALM  103.     Third  Part.     S.  M. 
General  song  of  praise, — Introductory. 

1  PT1IIE  Lord,  the  sov'reign  King-, 

-■-     Hath  fL\'d  his  throne  on  high : 
O'er  all  the  heav'nly  world  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the  sky. 

2  Ye  angels,  great  in  might, 
And  swift  to  do  his  will ; 

Bless  ye  the  Lord,  whose  voice  ye  hear, 
Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  hosts  who  wait 
The  orders  of  their  King, 

And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praise  they  sing. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  works 
Thro'  his  vast  kingdom  show 

Their  Maker's  glory  ;  thou,  my  soul, 
Shalt  sing  his  praises  too. 

PSALM  104.     First  Part.     L.  M. 
The  glory  of  God  in  creation  and  provident* 

1  1VTY  soul,  thy  great  Creator  praise  : 
ITl   When  cloth'd  in  his  celestial  rays, 
He  in  full  majesty  appears, 

And,  like  a  robe,  his  glory  wears. 

2  The  heav'ns  are  for  his  curtains  spread, 
Th'  unfathoin'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed: 
Clouds  are  his  chariots,  when  ne  flies 
On  winged  storms  across  the  skies. 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  breath  inspires, 
His  minisiers,  are  flaming  fires; 

And  swift,  as  thought,  their  armies  move 
To  bear  his  vengeance,  or  his  love. 


PSALM  CIV.  177 

4  The  world's  foundations  by  his  hand 
Are  pois'd,  and  shall  for  ever  stand  : 
He  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chain, 
Lest  it  should  drown  the  earth  again. 

5  When  earth  was  cover'd  with  the  flood, 
Which  high  above  the  mountains  stood, 
He  thunder'd ;  and  the  ocean  fled, 
Confin'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 

6  The  swelling  billows  know  their  bounds, 
And  in  their  channels  walk  their  rounds ; 
Yet  thence  convey'd  by  secret  veins, 

They  spring  from  hills,  and  drench  the  plains. 

7  He  bids  the  crystal  fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  valleys  as  they  go ; 
Tame  heifers  there  their  thirst  allay, 
And  for  the  stream  wild  asses  bray. 

8  From  pleasant  trees  which  shade  the  brink. 
The  lark  and  linnet  light  to  drink ; 

Their  songs  the  lark  and  linnet  raise, 
And  chide  our  silence  in  his  praise. 

PSALM  104.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 

Providence. 

2    f'1  OD,  from  his  cloudy  cistern,  pours 

^-*    On  the  parch'd  earth  enriching  show'rs; 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  field, 
A  thousand  joyful  blessings  yield. 

2  He  makes  the  grassy  food  arise, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  supplies  ; 
With  herbs  for  man,  of  various  pow'r, 
To  nourish  nature,  or  to  cure. 

3  What  noble  fruit  the  vines  produce, 
The  olive  yields  a  shining  juice: 

Our  hearts  are  cheer'd  with  gen'rous  wine; 
With  inward  joy  our  faces  shine. 
8* 


178  PSALM  CIV. 

4  O!  bless  his  name,  ye  nations,  Jed 
With  nature's  chief  supporter,  bread: 
While  bread  your  vital  strength  imparts, 
Serve  him  with  vigour  in  your  hearts. 

PSALM  104.     Third  Part.     L.  M 
Providence. 

1  13EH0LD!  the  stately  cedar  stands, 
■-*  Rais'd  in  the  forest  by  his  hands  ; 
Birds  to  the  boughs  for  shelter  fly, 
And  build  their  nests  secure  on  high. 

2  To  craggy  hills  ascends  the  goat ; 
And  at  the  airy  mountain's  foot, 
The  feeble  creatures  make  their  cell : 
He  gives  them  wisdom  where  to  dvvcll. 

3  He  sets  the  sun  his  circling  race, 
Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  fa^e ; 
And  when  thick  darkness  veils  the  day, 
Calls  out  wild  beasts  to  hutu.  ihcir  prey. 

4  Fierce  lions  lead  their  young  abroad, 
And  roaring,  ask  their  meat  from  God ; 
But  when  the  morning  beams  arise, 
The  savage  beast  to  covert  flies. 

5  Then  man  to  daily  labour  goes  ; 
The  night  was  made  for  his  repose  : 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  sweet  relief 
From  tiresome  toil,  and  wasting  grief. 

6  How  strange  thy  works  !  how  great  thy  skill 
All  lands  thy  boundless  riches  iill : 

Thy  wisdom  round  the  world  we  see ; 
This  spacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

7  Nor  less  thy  glories  in  the  deep, 
Where  fish  in  millions  swim  and  creep, 
With  wondrous  motions  swift  or  slow, 
Still  wand'ring  in  the  paths  below 


PSALM  CIV.  17? 

8  There  ships  divide  fheir  wat'ry  way, 
And  flocks  of  Bcaly  monsters  play; 
There  dwells  tlie  huge  Leviathan, 
And  foams  and  sports  in  spite  of  man. 

PSALM  10 1.     Fourth  Part.     L  M. 

Providence. 

i   T/'AST  are  thy  works,  Almighty  Lord  ! 
™     All  nature  rests  upon  thy  word : 
And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  stands, 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 

2  While  each  receives  his  diff'rent  food, 
His  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good  : 
Eagles  and  bears,  and  whales  and  worms 
Rejoice,  and  praise  in  diff'rent  forms. 

3  But  when  thy  face  is  hid,  they  mourn, 
And,  dying,  to  their  dust  return  ; 
Both  man  and  beast  their  souls  resign : 
Life,  breath,  and  spirit,  all  are  thine. 

4  Yet  thou  can'st  breathe  on  dust  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  beasts  and  men: 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  wastes  of  time  and  death. 

5  Thy  works,  the  wonders  of  thy  might, 
Are  honour'd  with  thine  own  delight : 
How  awful  are  thy  glorious  ways  ! 
Lord,  thou  art  dreadful  in  thy  praise. 

6  The  earth  stands  trembling  at  thy  stroke, 
A»d  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  smoke : 
Yet  humble  souls  may  see  thy  face, 
And  tell  their  wants  to  sov'reign  grace. 

7  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wishes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  sweet : 
Thy  praises  shall  my  breath  employ, 
Till  it  expire  in  endless  joy, 


*ao  PSALM  cv. 

8  While  haughty  sinners  die  accurst, 
Their  glory  buried  with  their  dust, 
I,  to  my  God,  my  heav'nly  king, 
Immortal  hallelujahs  smg. 

PSALM  105.     Fust  Fart.    CM. 
The  Covenant  with  the  Fatriarchs  remembered. 

1  /^  IVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
^*~  And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ; 
Sound  thro'  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 

That  all  may  seek  his  face. 

2  His  cov'nant,  which  he  kept  in  mind 

For  num'rous  ages  past, 

To  num'rous  ages  yet  behind, 

In  equal  force  shall  last. 

3  He  sware  to  Abraham  and  his  seed, 

And  made  the  blessing  sure : 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promise  read, 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 

4  "  Thy  seed  shall  make  the  nations  blest 

Said  the  Almighty  voice; 
"  And  Canaan's  land  shall  be  their  rest, 
"  The  type  of  heav'nly  joys." 

5  How  large  the  grant !  how  rich  the  grace  ! 

To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
When  they  were  strangers  in  the  place, 
A  little,  feeble  band. 

6  Like  pilgrims,  thro'  the  countries  round 

Securely  they  remov'd  ; 
And  haughty  kings,  that  on  them  frown'd, 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

7  "  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  my  arm 

"  Shall  soon  revenge  the  wrong  : 
"  The  man,  that  does  my  prophets  harm, 
M  Shall  know  their  God  is  strong." 


PSALM  CV.  181 

C   T7ten  let  the  world  forbear  its  tage, 
Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  : 
Israel  must  live  thro''  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  tit1  Almighty' 's  care. 

PSALM  105.     Second  Part.    C.  M. 

God's  judgments — Plagues  of  Egypt. 

1  T~1/"HEN  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  saints, 

*  *     And  thus  provok'd  their  God ; 
Moses  was  sent  to  their  complaints, 
Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 

2  He  call'd  for  darkness  ;  darkness  came, 

Like  an  o'envhelming  flood ; 
He  made  each  lake,  and  ev'ry  stream, 

A  lake,  a  stream  of  blood. 
9  He  gave  the  sign,  and  noisome  flies 

Thro'  the  whole  country  spread  ; 
And  frogs,  in  croaking  armies,  rise 

About  the  monarch's  bed. 

4    Thro'  fields  and  towns,  and  palaces, 
The  ten  ibid  vengeance  flew  : 
Locusts  in  swarms  devour'd  their  trees, 
And  hail  their  cattle  slew. 

i    Then,  by  an  angel's  midnight  stroke, 
The  flow'r  of  Egypt  died; 
The  strength  of  ev'ry  house  was  broke, 
Their  glory  and  their  pride. 

6  Now  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage. 
Nor  put  the  Church  in  fear  : 
Israel  must  live  thro''  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  th'  Almighty's  care. 

PSALM   105.     Third  Pari.     C.  M. 
Is  ael  led  to  Canaan — God's  gracious  providence  to 

his  Church. 
1    'B^HUS  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  freed, 
■■    And  left  the  hated  ground  : 


182  /SALM  CVI. 

Egyptian  spoc.3  supplied  their  need, 
Nor  was  cue  feeble  found. 

2  The  Lord  himself  chose  out  their  way, 

And  mark'd  their  journeys  right ; 
Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  guide  by  night. 

3  They  thirst,  and  waters  from  the  rock 

In  rich  abundance  flow ; 
And,  foll'wing  still  the  course  they  took, 
Ran  all  the  desert  through. 

4  O  wondrous  stream !  O  blessed  type 

Of  ever-flowing  grace  ! 
So  Christ  our  lock  maintains  our  life, 
Thro1  all  the  wilderness. 

5  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty's  hand, 

The  chosen  tribes  possest 
Canaan,  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land ; 
And  there  enjoy' d  their  rest. 

6  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

The  Church  renounce  her  fear  : 
Israel  must  live  thro'  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  th'  Almighty's  care. 

FSALM  106.     First  Part.     L.  M. 
General  praise — Introductory. 

1  fglO  God  the  great,  the  ever  blest, 

A    Let  songs  of  honour  be  addrest ; 
His  mercy  firm  for  ever  stands ; 
Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 

2  Who  knows  t.he  wonders  of  thy  ways  ? 
Who  shall  fulfil  thy  boundless  praise  ? 
Blest  are  the  souls  that  fear  thee  still, 
And  pay  their  du'.y  to  thy  will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chosen  seed ; 


PSALM  CV1.  163 

And  with  the  same  salvation  bless 
The  meanest  suppliant  of  thy  grace. 

4  O  may  I  see  thy  tribes  rejoice, 
And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice  ! 
This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 
Join'd  to  thy  saints,  and  near  to  thee. 

PSALM  106.     Second  Part.     S.  M. 
Inconstancy  of  saints, — unchangeable  love  of  God. 

1  /"^  OD  of  eternal  love, 

^"    How  fickle  are  our  ways ! 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 
Thy  constancy  of  grace  ! 

2  They  saw  thy  wonders  wrought, 
And  then  thy  praise  they  sung ; 

tit  soon  thy  works  of  pow'r  forgot, 
And  murmur'd  with  their  tongue. 

3  Now   they  believ'd  his  word, 
While  rocks  with  rivers  flow  ; 

tl  ow  with  their  lusts  provok'd  the  Lord, 
And  he  redue'd  them  low. 

4  Yet  when  Uiey  mourn'd  their  faults, 
He  hearken'd  to  their  groans  ; 

D  ought  his  own  cov'nant  to  his  thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  still  his  sons. 

5  Their  names  were  in  his  book  ; 
He  sav'd  them  from  their  foes : 

Oft  he  chastis'd,  but  ne'er  forsook 
The  people  that  he  chose. 

6  Let  Israel  bless  the  Lord, 
Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race  ; 

And  Christians  join  the  solemn  word. 
Amen,  to  all  their  praise. 


184  PSALM  CVI1 

PSALM  107.     First  Part.     L.  M. 
Israel  led  to  Canaan,  and  Christians  to  heaven. 

1  6  ^  IVE  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  above  ; 
^-*    Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love  • 
His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 

And  ages  long  to  come  shall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  ; 
Israel,  the  nation  whom  he  chose, 
And  rescued  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  In  their  distress  to  God  they  cried, 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  guide ; 
He  led  their  march  far  wand'ring  round  : 
'Twas  the  right  path  to  Canaan's  ground. 

4  Thus  when  our  first  release  we  gain 
From  sin's  old  yoke  and  Satan's  chain, 
We  have  this  desert  world  to  pass, 

A  dang'rous  and  a  tiresome  place. 

5  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footsteps  lest  we  stray  ; 
He  guards  us  with  a  pow'rful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heav'nly  land. 

6  O  let  the  saints  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works  !  how  kind  his  ways ! 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

PSALM  107.     Second  Part.    L.  M. 
Justice  and  mercy  of  God  in  dealing  with  mm 

1  "E^ROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name ; 

-*■      God  and  his  grace  are  still  the  same  : 
He  fills  the  hungry  souls  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  ev'ry  good. 

2  But,  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rise 
Against  the  God,  that  rules  the  skies; 


PSALM  CVII.  185 

If  they  reject  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  slight  the  counsels  of  the  Lord  ; 

3  He'll  bring  their  spirits  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliv'rer  shall  be  found  : 

Laden  with  grief,  they  waste  their  breath 
In  darkness,  and  the  shades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries ; 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  arise ; 
And  scatters  all  that  dismal  shade, 
That  hung  so  heavy  round  their  head. 

5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brass  in  two, 
And  lets  the  smiling  pris'ners  through, 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  lab'ring  soul  relief. 

6  O  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works,  how  kind  his  ways' 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

PSALM  107.     Third  Part.    L.  M 
Intemperance  punished  and  pardoned 

1  "¥7AIN  man,  on  foolish  pleasures  bent, 

•     Prepares  for  his  own  punishment: 
What  pains,  what  loathsome  maladies 
From  luxury  and  lust  arise  ! 

2  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  wasie, 
Yet  drowns  his  health  to  please  his  taste 
Till  all  his  active  pow'rs  are  lost, 

And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  dust. 

3  The  glutton  groans,  and  loathes  to  eat; 
His  soul  abhors  delicious  meat : 
Nature,  with  heavy  loads  opprest, 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  releas'd. 

4  Behold  the  frighten'd  sinners  fly 
To  God  for  help  with  earnest  cry ! 


186  PSALM  CVIT. 

He  hears  then  groans  :  prolongs  theii  oreath 
And  saves  them  from  approaching  death. 

5  No  med'cines  could  effect  the  cure 
So  quick,  so  easy,  or  so  sure  : 
The  deadly  sentence  God  repeals, 

He  sends  his  sov'reign  word  and  heals. 

6  O  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  let  their  thankful  off 'rings  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love. 

PSALM  107.     Fourth  Part.    C.  M. 
The  manner's  psalm. 

1  npHY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 

-■-    Thy  wonders  in  the  deeps, 

The  sons  of  courage  shall  record, 

Who  trade  in  floating  ships. 

2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise, 

And  swell  the  tow'ring  waves  ; 
The  men  astonish'd  mount  the  skies, 
And  sink  in  gaping  graves. 

3  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempest  roar, 

They  pant  with  flutt'ring  breath  ; 
And  hopeless  of  the  distant  shore, 
Expect  immediate  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries, 

He  hears  their  loud  request; 

And  orders  silence  thro'  the  skies, 

And  lays  the  floods  to  rest. 

5  Sailors  rejoice  to  lose  their  fears, 

And  see  the  storm  allay'd  : 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears ; 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

6  'Tis  God  that  brings  them  safe  to  land 

Let  stupid  mortals  know, 


PSALM  CVI1.  187 

'    nat  waves  are  under  his  command. 
And  all  the  winds  that  blow 

7     )  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 
The  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
A.nd  those  that  see  thy  wond'rous  ways, 
Thy  wondrous  love  record. 

PSALM  107.     Fifth  Part.    L.  M. 
Nations  blest  and  punished.     A  psalm  for  America, 

WHEN  God,  provok'd  with  daring  crimes, 
Scourges  the  madness  of  the  times, 
He  turns  the  fields  to  barren  sand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land. 

2  His  wTord  can  raise  the  springs  again, 
And  make  the  wither'd  mountains  green; 
Send  show'ry  blessings  from  the  skies ; 
And  harvests  in  the  desert  rise. 

3  Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beasts  of  prey," 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they  ; 

He  bids  th'  opprest  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  sow  the  fields,  the  trees  they  plant ; 
Whose  yearly  fruit  supplies  their  want* 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  stocks  - 
Their  wealth  increases  with  their  flocks. 

5  Thus  they  are  blest ;  but  if  they  sin, 
He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in  : 

A  savage  crew  invades  their  lands ; 
Their  people  die  by  barb'rous  hands ; 

6  Their  captive  sons,  expos'd  to  scorn, 
Wander  unpitied  and  forlorn  : 

The  country  lies  unfene'd,  untill'd, 
And  desolation  spreads  the  field. 

1   Yet  if  the  humbled  nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  ; 


188  PSALM  CVIIT 

Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live. 

8  The  righteous  with  a  joyful  sense, 
Admire  the  works  of  Providence  ; 
And  tongues  of  Atheists  shall  no  more 
Blaspheme  the  God,  that  saints  adore. 

9  How  few  with  pious  care  record 
These  wondrous  dealings  of  the  Lord ! 
But  wise  observers  still  shall  find, 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  kind. 

PSALM  108.     First  Part.    L.  M. 
God's  care  of  his  church. 

1  Jk  GAIN,  my  tongue,  thy  silence  break, 
-£*    My  heart,  and  all  my  povv'rs,  awake , 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Awake,  and  sing  Jehovah's  name. 

2  O'er  heaven  exalted  is  his  throne ; 
In  ev'ry  world  his  glory  shown  : 

The  church,  he  loves,  his  hand  shall  save 
From  death,  and  sorrow,  and  the  grave. 

3  Ye  kingdoms,  hear  his  awful  voice  ! 
44  In  Zion  shall  my  heart  rejoice; 

"  This  hand  shall  all  her  foes  dismay, 

44  And  make  their  scatter'd  strength  a  prey. 

4  "  Mine  are  the  sons  of  Zion,  mine 
"Their  glory,  grace,  and  truth  divine; 
"My  sceptre  shines  in  Judah's  hands, 

44  And  still  my  strength  in  Ephraim  stands. 

5  "  My  foes  to  ruin  shall  be  giv'n, 

"The  shame  of  earth,  the  ^corn  of  heav'n  ; 
"Their  eyes  shall  see  my  church  prevail; 
"Their  strength  shall  shrink,  their  courage  faiL' 


PSALM  CVIII.  189 

6  O  thou,  beneath  whose  sov'reign  sway, 
Nations,  and  worlds,  in  dust  decay, 

Tho'  thy  sweet  smile  has  been  withdrawn, 
Thine  aid  denied,  thy  presence  gone  ; 

7  Yet  wilt  thou  still  with  love  return  ; 
With  duty  teach  our  hearts  to  burn : 
Our  dying  graces,  Lord,  revive, 
And  bid  thy  fainting  children  live. 

8  Save  us  from  sin,  and  fear,  and  woe, 
From  ev'ry  snare,  and  ev'ry  foe, 
And  help  us  boldly  to  contend, 
Falsehood  resist,  and  truth  defend. 

PSALM  103.     Second  Part.    C.  M. 
General  praise, — Introductory. 

1  A  WAKE,  my  soul,  with  fervent  praise, 
■^*-   Awake  my  heart  to  sing; 

Join  all  my  pow'rs  the  song  to  raise, 
And  morning  incense  bring. 

2  Among  the  people  of  his  care, 

And  thro'  the  nations  round, 

Glad  songs  of  praise  will  I  prepare, 

And  high  his  name  resound. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  starry  train  ; 
Dirfuse  thy  heav'nly  grace  abroad, 
And  teach  the  world  thy  reign. 

4  The  church  is  thine ;  thou  wilt  maintain 

Her  cause  in  ev'ry  age : 
Built  on  a  rock,  her  foes  in  vain 
Against  her  rights  engage. 

5  Then  let  thy  chosen  sons  rejoice, 

And  throng  thy  courts  above ; 
While  sinners  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice. 
And  taste  redeeming  love. 


190  PSALM  CIX,  CX. 

PSALM  109.    CM 
Love  to  enemies,  from  the  example  of  ChruA. 

1  f~^  OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise, 
^Jf  Thy  glory  is  my  song ; 

Tho'  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace 
With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 

Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found  ; 
With  cruel  slanders,  false  and  vain, 
They  compass'd  him  around. 

3  Their  mis'ries  his  compassion  move, 

Their  peace  he  still  pursu'd ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  cause 

Yet  with  his  dying  breath, 
He  pray'd  for  murd'rers  on  his  cross, 
And  blest  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Lord,  shall  thy  bright  example  shine 

In  vain  before  my  eyes  ? 
Give  me  a  soul  akin  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  enemies. 

6  The  Lord  shall  on  my  side  engage; 

And  in  my  Saviour's  name, 
I  shall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage, 
Who  slander  and  condemn. 

PSALM  110.     First  Part.     L.  M. 
The  success  of  the  gospel. 

1  FTIHUS  the  eternal  Father  spake 

A     To  Christ  the  Son  ;  "  Ascend  and  sit 
"At  my  right  hand,  till  I  shall  make 
**  Thy  foes  submissive  at  thy  feet. 

2  "From  Zion  shall  thy  word  piocecd; 
"Thy  word,  the  sceptre  in  thy  huiid, 


PSALM  CX.  191 

"Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
"  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  "  That  day  shall  show  thy  pow'r  is  great ; 

"  When  saints  shall  flock  with  willing  minds, 
"  And  sinners  crowd  thy  temple-gate, 
"  Where  holiness  in  beauty  shines." 

4  O  blessed  pow'r!  O  glorious  day  ! 
What  a  large  vict'ry  shall  ensue  ! 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew. 

I'SALM  110.     Second  Part.    C.  M. 
Christ's  kingdom  and  priesthood. 

1  TESUS,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne, 
•*    And  near  thy   Father  sit : 

In  Zion  shall  thy  pow'r  be  known, 
And  make  thy  foes  submit. 

2  What  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  dc  ' 

Thy  converts  shall  surpass 
The  num'rous  drops  of  morning  devv, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  grace. 

3  God  hath  pronoune'd  a  firm  decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  swore: 
m  Eternal  shall  thy   priesthood  be, 
"  When  Aaron  is  no  more. 

4  "  Melchisedec,  that  wondrous  priest, 

"  That  king  of  high  degree  ; 
"That  holy  man,  whom  Abraham  blest, 
"  Was  but  a  type  of  thee." 

?  Jesus  our  Priest  for  ever  lives, 
To  plead  for  us  above ; 
Jesus  our  King  for  ever  gives 
The  blessings  of  his  love. 

6  God  shall  exalt  his  glorious  head, 
His  lofty  throne  maintain ; 


192  PSALM  CX,  CXI. 

And  strike  the  pow'rs  and  princes  dead, 
Who  dare  oppose  his  reign. 

PSALM  110.     Third  Part.     L.  M. 
The  success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  TESUS  the  Priest  ascends  the  throne  ; 
**    While  counsels  of  eternal  peace 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honour  and  success. 

2  Thro'  the  whole  earth  his  reign  shall  spread, 
And  crush  the  pow'rs  that  dare  rebel : 
Then  shall  he  judge  the  rising  dead, 

And  send  the  guilty  world  to  hell. 

3  Tho'  while  he  treads  his  glorious  way, 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  tears  and  blood  ; 
The  sufferings  of  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 

PSALM  111.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
Perfections  of  God  in  Nature. 

1  ^JONGS  of  immortal  praise  belong 
^  To  my  almighty  God : 

He  hath  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  spread  his  name  abroad. 

2  How  great  the  works,  his  hand  hath  wrought! 

How  glorious  in  our  sight  ! 
And  men  in  ev'ry  age  have  sought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  most  exact  is  nature's  frame! 

How  wise  th'  Eternal  mind  ! 
His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme, 
That  his  first  thoughts  design'd. 

4  When  he  redeem'd  his  chosen  sons, 

He  fix'd  his  cov'nant  sure : 
The  orders,  that  his  lips  pronounce, 
Tc  endless  years  endure. 


PSALM  CXI,  CXII.  193 

5  Nature  and  time,  and  eartli  and  skies, 

Thy  heav'nly  skill  proclaim  : 

What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise, 

But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

6  To  fear  thy  pow'r,  to  trust  thy  grace, 

Is  our  divinest  skill ; 
And  he's  the  wisest  of  our  race, 
Who  best  obeys  thy  will. 

PSALM  111.     Second  Part.    C.  M. 
Perfections  of  God  in  Grace. 
1   /~1  REAT  is  the  Lord,  his  works  of  migh 
^-^  Demand  our  noblest  songs  : 
Let  his  assembled  saints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 

H  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
He  gives  his  children  food; 
And,  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
He  makes  his  promise  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  seal  his  cov'nant  sure  : 

Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name; 

His  ways  are  just  and  pure. 

4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wise, 

Must  with  his  fear  begin  ; 
Our  fairest  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  hating  ev'ry  sin. 

PSALM  112.     L.  M. 

Liberality  rewarded. 

1  TJAPPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
-^-"-  And  follows  his  commands ; 
Who  lends  the  poor,  without  reward, 

Or  gives  with  lib'ral  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast 

To  all  the  sons  of  need  ; 
9 


194  PSALM  CXIII 

So  God  shall  answer  his  requer.t 
With  blessing's  on  his  seed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  shall  surprise 

His  well-establish'd  mind : 
His  soul  to  God,  his  refuge,  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  general  distress 

Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 
To  show  the  world  bis  righteousness, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 

Remain  before  the  Lord : 
Honour  on  earth,  and  joys  above, 
Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 

PSALM  113.     L.  M. 
The  sovereignty  and  goodness  of  God* 

1  "\7"E  servants  of  th'  Almighty  King, 

•*■     In  ev'ry  age  his  praises  sing: 
Where'er  the  sun  shall  rise  or  set, 
The  nations  shall  his  praise  repeat. 

2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  sky, 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  majesty  : 
Nor  time,  nor  place,  his  pow'r  restrain. 
Nor  bound  his  universal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  sons  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  angels  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  glories  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light  ! 

4  Behold  his  love  !  he  stoops  to  view 
What  saints  above,  and  angels  do ; 
And  condescends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below. 

5  From  dust  and  cottages  obscure, 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor  ; 


PSALM  CXIV.  195 

Gives  them  the  honour  of  his  sons, 
And  fits  them  for  their  heav'nly  thrones. 

6  A  word  of  his  creating  voice 

Can  make  the  barren  house  rejoice ; 
Tho'  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  past, 
The  promis'd  seed  is  born  at  last. 

7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  son, 
And  tells  the  wonders  God  has  done  : 

Faith  may  g.ow  strong-,  when  sense  despairs ; 
Tho'  nature  fails,  the  promise  bears. 

PSALM  114.    L.  M. 
Miraculous  power  attending  Israel's  journey 

1  "¥X7HEN  Israel  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand 

*  »     Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land ; 
The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  throne. 

2  Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay  ; 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  ; 
Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled 
With  backward  current  to  his  head. 

3  The  mountains  shook,  like  frighted  sheep } 
Like  lambs,  the  little  hillocks  leap, 

Nor  Sinai,  on  her  base,  could  stand, 
Conscious  of  sov'rcign  pow'r  at  hand. 

4  What  pow'r  could  make  the  deep  divide  ? 
Or  Jordan,  backward  roll  his  tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills  ? 

And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 

5  Let  ev'ry  mountain,  ev'ry  flood, 
Retire  and  know  th'  approaching  God ; 
The  king  of  Israel,  see  him  here ; 
Tremble  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns  ; 
The  rocks  to  standing  pools  he  turns; 


196  FSALM  CXV. 

Flints  spring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  tires  and  seas  confess  the  Lord. 

PSALM  115.    L.  M. 

The  true  God, — Idolatry  reproved. 

1  TVTOT  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust, 
-L  *    Not  to  ourselves  is  glory  due  ; 
'Tis  thine,  great  God,  the  only  just, 
The  only  gracious,  wise,  and  true. 

2  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  name ; 
Why  should  a  heathen's  haughty  tongue 
Insult  us  ;  and,  to  raise  our  shame, 

Say,  "  Where's  the  God  you've  serv'd  so  leng  T 

3  The  God,  we  serve,  maintains  his  throne 
Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies : 
Thro'  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 

He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 

4  But  the  vain  idols,  they  adore, 

Are  senseless  shapes  of  stone  and  wood  ■ 
At  best  a  mass  of  glitt'ring  ore, 
A  silver  saint,  or  golden  god. 

5  With  eyes  and  ears  they  carve  the  head 
Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  blind 
To  them  in  vain  are  offerings  made, 
And  vows  are  seatter'd  in  the  wind. 

6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  save  when  mortals  pray  : 
Mortals,  that  pay  them  fear  or  love, 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf,  as  they. 

7  O  Israel!  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  rest ; 
The  Lord  shall  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  bless  the  people  and  the  priest. 

8  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise; 
They  dwell  in  silence  and  the  grave ; 


PSALM  CXVI.  197 

But  we  shall  live  to  sing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  pow'r  to  save. 

PSALM  116.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
Recovery  from  sickness. 

1  "1    LOVE  the  Lord  ;  he  heard  my  cries, 
-*-  And  pitied  ev'ry  groan : 

Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord ;  he  bow'd  his  ear, 

And  chas'd  my  griefs  away  : 
O  !  let  my  heart  no  more  despair,  a 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray. 

3  My  flesh  declin'd,  my  spirits  fell, 

And  I  drew  near  the  dead  ; 
While  inward  pangs,  and  fears  of  hell, 
Perpiex'd  my  wakeful  head. 

4  "  My  God,"  I  cried,  "  thy  servant  save, 

"  Thou  ever  good  and  just ; 
"  Thy  pow'r  can  rescue  from  the  grave, 
"  Thy  pow'r  is  all  my  trust." 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distrest, 

He  bade  my  pains  remove : 

Return,  my  soul,  to  God,  thy  rest, 

For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 

6  My  God  hath  sav'd  my  soul  from  death, 

And  dried  my  falling  tears : 
Now  to  his  praise  I'll  spend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years. 

PSALM  116.     Second  Part.     C.  M. 
Recovery  from  danger, — personal  consecration, 
1   V\THAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 

■  •      For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 


198  PSALM  CXVII,  CXVIII 

2  Among  the  saints  that  fill  thine  house 

My  off'rings  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows, 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever  blessed  God ! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight ! 
How  precious  is  their  blood  ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move ; 
Thy  hand  hath  ioos'd  my  bonds  of  pain 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints  who  hear  pie  now, 
If 'I  forsake  the  Lord. 

PSALM  117.     L.  M. 

General  praise  (close  of  worship.) 

1  T^ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
•*-      Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  : 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Thro'  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

PSALM  11§.     First  Part.     CM. 
Security  of  the  saints. 
1   nnHE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 
■*    Nor  is  my  faith  afraid ; 


FSALxM  CXVI1I  199 

Whate'er  the  sons  of  earth  may  do, 
Since  heav'n  affords  its  aid. 

2  'Tis  safer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  thee, 

And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  trust  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 

3  'Tis  thro'  the  Lord  my  heart  is  strong, 

In  him  my  lips  rejoice  ; 
While  his  salvation  is  my  song, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  ! 

4  Like  angry  bees,  they  girt  me  round ; 

When  God  appears,  they  fly : 
So  burning  thorns,  with  crackling  sound, 
Make  a  fierce  blaze,  and  die. 

5  Joy  to  the  saints,  and  peace  belongs , 

The  Lord  protects  their  days : 
Let  Israel  tune  immortal  songs 
To  his  almighty  grace. 

PSALM  118.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 
Recovery  from  sickness  publicly  acknowledged, 

1  T   ORD,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry, 
-*-^  And  rescu'd  from  the  grave  ; 

Now  shall  he  live  :  for  none  can  die, 
If  God  resolve  to  save. 

2  Thy  praise  more  constant  than  before, 

Shall  fill  his  daily  breath; 
Thy  hand  that  hath  chastis'd  him  sore, 
Defends  him  still  from  death. 

3  Open  the  gates  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  shall  worship  there  ; 
The  house  where  all  tiie  righteous  go, 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 

4  Among  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raise 


200  PSALM  CXVIII 

There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints, 
And  there  we  speak  thy  praise. 

PSALM  118.     Third  Part.    C.  M. 
Christ  the  foundation  of  his  church, 

1  "DEHOLD  the  sure  foundation  Stone 
M-*   Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 

To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 
Saints  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain  : 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
An  i  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  tho'  the  gates  of  hell  withstood ! 

Yet  must  this  building  rise  : 
'Tis  thine  own  work,  Almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

PSALM  11§.     Fourth  Part.    C.  M. 
The  Lord's  day — the  resurrection  of  Chrit 

1  rFIIIIS  is  the  day,  the  Lord  hath  made, 

-■-    He  calls  the  hours  his  own ; 
Let  heav'n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose,  and  left  the  dead ; 

And  Satan's  empire  fell : 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  : 
Help  us,  O  Lord,  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 


PSALM  CXVIII.  201 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 
With  messages  of  yrace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God,  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

6  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 
The  church  on  earth  can  raise  ; 
The  highest  heav'ns  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

PSALM  11§.     Fifth  Fart.     S.  M. 
Christ  the  Living  Stone,— for  the  Lord's  day. 

1  ^EE  what  a  living  Stone 
^  The  builders  did  refuse  ! 

Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  scribe  and  angry  priest 
Reject  thy  only  Son : 

Yet  on  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest. 

As  the  chief  Corner  Stone.  « 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes : 

This  day  declares  it  all  divino, 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day, 
That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 

Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray ; 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

5  Hosanna  to  the  King 
Of  David's  royal  blood  ; 

Bless  him,  ye  saints  ;  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

6  We  bless  thy  holy  word, 
Which  all  this  grace  displays ; 

And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise 
9  * 


202  PSALM  CXIX. 

PSALM  119.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
The  blessedness  of  saints,  and  misery  oj  sinners. 
LEST  are  the  undefil'd  in  heart, 


B1 


Whose  ways  are  right  and  clean  ; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
But  fly  from  ev'ry  sin. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word, 

And  practise  thy  commands ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  seek  the  Lord, 
And  serve  him  with  their  hands. 

3  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law, 

How  firm  their  souls  abide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  steady  feet  aside. 

4  Then  shall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 

And  keep  my  face  from  shame ; 
When  all  thy  statutes  I  obey, 
And  honour  all  thy  name. 

5  But  haughty  sinners  God  will  hate  ; 

The  proud  shall  die  accurst : 
The  sons  of  falsehood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  dust. 

6  Vile  as  the  dross  the  wicked  are  ; 

And  those  that  leave  thy  ways 
Shall  see  salvation  from  alar, 
But  never  taste  thy  grace. 

PSALM  119.     Second  Part.     C.  M. 
Habitual  devotion,  and  spiritual-mindednes*, 

1  fllO  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 

-*•    My  gracious  God,  I  pray  ; 

I  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 

And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 

2  My  spirit  faints  to  sec  thy  grace, 

Thy  promise  bears  me  up  ; 


PSALM  CXIX.  203 

And,  while  salvation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  supports  my  hope. 

3  Seven  times  a-day  I  lift  my  hands, 

And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee : 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repeated  praise  from  me. 

4  When  midnight  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

I  call  thy  works  to  mind ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rise, 
And  sweet  acceptance  find. 

PSALM  119.     Third  Part.    C.  M 
Self-  Consecration. 

1  FT1HOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  : 

-■-    Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  haste  t'  obey  thy  word, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heav'nly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice : 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

5  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace, 

I  set  before  mine  eyes ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways ; 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  trust  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

O  save  thy  servant,  Lord ! 
Thou  art  my  shield,  my  hiding-place. 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 

6  Thou  hast  inclin'd  this  heart  of  mine 

Thy  statutes  to  fulfil: 


204  PSALM  CXIX. 

And  thus,  till  mortal  life  shall  end, 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 

PSALM  119.     Fourth  Part.    CM. 

Excellence  of  the  scripture. 

1  TTOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  heart* 
-■--■-  And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 

To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  When  once  it  penetrates  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad ; 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'T  is,  like  the  sun,  a  heav'nly  light 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  : 
And,  thro'  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  The  men,  that  keep  thy  law  with  care. 

And  meditate  thy  word, 
Grow  wiser  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise ; 

I  hate  the  sinner's  road  : 
I  hate  mine  own  vain  thoughts,  that  rise 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 

6  The  starry  heav'ns  thy  rule  obey  ; 

The  earth  maintains  her  place  : 
And  these  thy  servants  night  and  day 
Thy  skill  and  pow'r  express. 

7  But  still  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Give  lessons  more  divine ; 
Nor  earth  stands  firmei  than  thy  word 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine. 

3  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  : 
How  pure  is  ev'ry  page  L 


PSALM  CXIX.  205 

That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

PSALM  119.     Fifth  Part.    C  M. 
Delight  in  the  scripture. 

1  f\  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law  ! 

"  Tis  daily  my  delight: 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 

To  meditate  thy  word  : 
My  soul  with  longing  melts  away, 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 

9  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage  ! 
How  well  employ  my  tongue  ! 
And  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage, 
Yield  me  a  heav'nly  song ! 

<    Am  I  a  stranger,  or  at  home, 
'Tis  my  perpetual  feast ; 
Not  honey,  dropping  from  the  comb, 
So  much  allures  the  taste. 

5   No  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind  ; 
Nor  shall  thy  word  be  sold 
For  loads  of  silver  well  refin'd  ; 
Nor  heaps  of  choicest  gold. 

J)  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 
Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope : 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

PSALM  119.     Sixth  Part.    C.  M. 
Holiness  and  comfort  through  the  Word 
I    T   ORD,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right, 
-*-^   And  all  thy  statutes  just; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  constant  fight 
With  ev'ry  flatt'ring  lust. 


206  PSALxM  CXIX. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  I  survey ; 

I  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
Thro'  all  the  bus'ness  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 

3  My  heart  in  midnight  silence  cries, 

"  How  sweet  thy  comforts  be  !" 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rise, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 

4  And  when  my  spirit  drinks  her  fill 

At  some  good  word  of  thine ; 
Not  mighty  men,  that  share  the  spoil, 
Have  jcys  compar'd  to  mine. 

PSALM  119.     Seventh  Part.    C  M. 
Imperfection  of  nature,  and  perfection  of  scriptu  «■ 

1  T   ET  all  the  heathen  writers  join, 
■*-*  To  form  one  perfect  book  ; 

Great  God  !  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave, 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiv'n  ; 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heav'n. 

3  I've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below  : 
How  short  the  pow'rs  of  nature  fall ! 
And  can  no  further  go. 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad> 
Extend  to  ev'ry  thought. 

5  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here, 

While  sin  defiles  our  frame  ; 

And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  far, 

They  scarce  deserve  the  name. 


PSALM  CXIX.  207 

6  Our  faith  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 
Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

PSALM  119.     Eighth  Part.    C.  M. 
The  excellency  and  variety  of  scripture. 

1  T   ORD,  1  have  made  thy  word  my  choice ; 
•*-A   My  lasting  heritage  ; 

There  shall  my  noblest  pow'rs  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  hist'ries  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight ; 
While  thro'  thy  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise  ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have ; 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 

PSALM  119.     Ninth  Part.    C.  M 

Seeling  Divine  instruction. 

1  rjpiIY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 

-*-     How  good  thy  works  appear  ! 
Open  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  see  thy   wonders  there. 

2  My  heart  was  fashion'd  by  thy  hand, 

My  service  is  thy  due : 
O  make  thy  servant  understand 
The  duties  he  must  do ! 

3  Since  I'm  a  stranger  here  below, 

Let  not  thy  path  be  hid ; 


208  PSALM  CXIX. 

But  mark  the  road  my  feet  should  go, 
And  be  my  constant  guide. 

4  When  I  confess'd  my  wand'ring  ways, 

Thou  heard'st  my  soul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  pracp 
Or  I  shall  stray  again. 

5  If  God  to  me  his  statutes  show, 

And  heav'nly  truth  impart ; 
His  work  for  ever  I'll  pursue, 
His  law  shall  rule  my  heart. 

6  This  was  my  comfort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  grief; 
It  made  me  learn  thy  word  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  relief. 

7  In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now  ; 

I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law, 
Nor  let  that  blessed  gospel  go, 
Whence  all  my  hopes  I  draw. 

8  When  I  have  learn'd  my  Father's  will, 

I'll  teach  the  world  his  ways ; 

My  thankful  lips,  inspir'd  with  zeaH 

Shall  loud  pronounce  his  praise. 

PSALM  119.     Tenth  Part.    C.  M. 
Pleading  the  promises. 

1  OEHOLD  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord, 
■*-*   Devoted  to  thy  fear ; 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word  : 

For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

2  Hast  thou  not  sent  salvation  down, 

And  promis'd  quick'ning  grace  ? 
Doth  not  my  heart  address  thy  throne  ? 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 

3  Mine  eyes  for  thy  salvation  fail ; 

O  bear  thy  servant  up! 


PSALM  CXIX.  209 

Nor  let  the  scoffing  lips  prevail, 
Which  dare  reproach  my  hope. 

4  Did'st  thou  not  raise  my  faith,  O  Lord ! 
Then  let  thy  truth  appear : 
Saints  shall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
And  trust  as  well  as  fear. 

PSALM  119.     Eleventh  Part.    CM. 
Breathing  after  holiness. 

1  f~\  THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways, 
^-^   To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 

O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  O  send  thy  spirit  down,  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires  arise, 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere: 

Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord ; 

But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

b  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray, 
My  feet  too  often  slip; 
Yet  since  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wand'ring  sheep. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 
'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  nor  heart,  nor  hands 
Offend  against  my  God. 


210  PSALM  CXIX. 

PSALM  119.     Twelfth  Part.    CM. 
Seeking  comfort  and  deliverance. 

1  l^f  Y  God,  consider  my  distress, 
■M-*-  Let  mercy  plead  my  cause  : 
Tho'  I  have  sinn'd  against  thy  grace, 

I  can't  forget  thy  laws. 

2  Forbid,  forbid  the  sharp  reproach, 

Which  I  so  justly  fear : 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hopes, 
Nor  let  my  shame  appear. 

3  Be  thou  a  surety,  Lord,  for  me, 

Nor  let  the  proud  oppress ; 
But  make  thy  waiting  servant  see 
The  shinings  of  thy  face. 

4  Mine  eyes  with  expectation  fail : 

My  heart  within  me  cries, 
M  When  will  the  Lord  his  truth  fulfil, 
"  And  make  my  comforts  rise  ?" 

5  Look  down  upon  my  sorrows,  Lord, 

And  show  thy  grace  the  same ; 
As  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  afford 
To  those,  that  love  thy  name. 

PSALM  119.     Thirteenth  Part.    CM. 
Holy  fear  and  tenderness  of  conscience. 

1  "VM7ITH  my  whole  heart  I've  sought  thy  face 

»  »      Then  let  me  never  stray 
From  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace  ; 
Nor  tread  the  sinner's  way. 

2  Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  heart 

To  keep  my  conscience  clean, 
And  be  an  everlasting  guard 
From  ev'ry  rising  sin. 

3  I'm  a  companion  of  the  saints, 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord : 


PSALM  CXIX.  211 

My  sorrows  rise,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  transgress  thy  word. 

4  While  sinners  do  thy  gospel  wrong, 

My  spirit  stands  in  awe  : 
My  soul  abhors  a  lying  tongue  ; 
But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 

5  My  heart  with  sacred  rev'rence  hears 

The  threat'nings  of  thy  word , 
My  flesh  with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 

6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait, 

For  thy  salvation  still ; 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  will. 

PSALM  119.     Fourteenth  Fart     CM 
Benefit  of  afflictions. 

1   {CONSIDER  all  my  sorrows,  Lord, 
^-/  And  thy  deliv'rance  send  : 
My  soul  for  thy  salvation  faints ; 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ? 

5  Y"et  I  have  found  it  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod ; 
Afflictions  make  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy, 

When  new  distress  begins  ; 
I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  ways, 
And  hate  my  former  sins. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight, 

When  earthly  joys  had  fled, 
My  soul,  opprest  with  sorrow's  weight, 
Had  sunk  among  the  dead. 

6  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 

Tho'  they  may  seem  severe : 


212  PSALM  CXIX. 

The  sharpest  sufferings,  I  endure, 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chast'ning  rod, 
My  feet  were  apt  to  stray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

PSALM  119.     Fifteenth  Part.    C  M 
Christian  perseverance. 

1  f\  THAT  thy  statutes  ev'ry  hour 
\J  Might  dwell  upon  my  mind ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quick'ning  pow'r, 

And  daily  peace  I  find. 

2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  soul  shall  ne'er  forget  thy  word ; 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 

3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 

Should'st  thou  my  heart  discharge 
From  sin,  and  Satan's  hateful  chains, 
And  set  my  feet  at  large  ! 

4  My  lips  with  courage  shall  declare 

Thy  statutes  and  thy  name  ; 
I'll  speak  thy  word,  tho'  kings  should  hear 
Nor  yield  to  sinful  shame. 

5  Let  bands  of  persecutors  rise, 

To  rob  me  of  my  right ; 
Let  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lies ; 
Thy  law  is  my  delight. 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race. 

Whose  hands  and  hearts  are  ill: 
I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 
And  must  obey  his  will. 


PSALM  (XIX.  213 

PSALM  119.     Sixteenth  Part.    C.  M. 
Prayer  for  quickening  grace. 

1  TV1"Y  soul  lies  cleaving-  to  the  dust; 
-I- '-*-  Lord,  give  me  life  divine  : 
From  vain  desires  and  ev'ry  lust, 

Turn  off  these  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influ'nce  of  thy  grace 

To  speed  me  in  thy  way  ; 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

3  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  down, 

I  need  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs  ; 

Thy  word,  that  I  have  rested  on, 

Shall  cheer  my  heaviest  hours. 

>\  Are  not  thy  mercies  sov'reign  still, 
And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heav'nly  road  ? 
>  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 
And  long  to  see  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move, 
Without  enliv'ning  grace ! 

I)  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word  ; 
When  I  have  felt  its  quick'ning  pow'r, 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

PSALM  119.     Seventeenth  Part.     L.  M. 
Constancy  under  trials. 

1  T"M7HEN  pain  and  anguish  seize  me,  Lord, 

"  *     All  my  support  is  from  thy  word  : 
My  soul  dissolves  with  heaviness, 
Uphold  me  with  thy  strengthening  grace. 

2  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  scoffs  and  lies, 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes ; 


214  PSALM  CXIX. 

And  tempt  my  soul  to  snares  and  sin ; 
Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 

3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  cause, 
They  hate  to  see  me  love  thy  laws ; 
But  I  will  trust  and  fear  tliy  name, 
Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  shame. 

PSALM  119.     Eighteenth  Part.    L.  M. 
Sanctified  afflictions. 

1  T^ATHER,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand; 
-*-     How  kind  was  thy  chastising  rod, 
That  forc'd  my  conscience  to  a  stand, 
And  brought  my  wand'ring  soul  to  God ! 

2  Foolish  and  vain  I  wrent  astray, 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  scourges,  Lord ; 
I  left  my  guide,  and  lost  my  way ; 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word. 

3  'T  is  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 
For  pride  is  apt  to  rise  and  swell : 

'T  is  good  to  bear  my  Father's  stroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  statutes  well. 

4  The  law,  that  issues  from  thy  mouth, 
Shall  raise  my  cheerful  passions  more 
Than  all  the  treasures  of  the  South, 
Or  Western  hills  of  golden  ore. 

5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 
Thy  spirit  form'd  my  soul  within  : 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  name, 
And  guard  me  safe  from  death  and  sin. 

6  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
At  my  salvation  shall  rejoice: 

For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  word, 

And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 


TSALM  CXIX.  215 

PSALM  119.     Nineteenth  Part.     L.  M. 
Perseverance  in  prayer. 
|    ¥7"  EEP  me  from  fainting  in  my  prayers, 
M%-  When  to  thy  footstool,  Lord,  I  come  : 
My  soul  with  God  would  leave  her  cares, 
And  hope  for  mercy  from  the  throne. 

2  Kindle  a  flame  of  love  and  zeal, 
While  wrestling  for  the  grace  J  need  ; 
Bring  me  by  faith  within  the  vail, 
And  help  me  ardently  to  plead. 

3  Known  to  the  Lord  are  all  my  sighs : 
I  will  not  yield  to  unbelief; 

But  persevere  with  fervent  cries, 
Until  he  hear  and  grant  relief. 

PSALM  119.     Twentieth  Part.    C.  M. 
Pleading  the  Promises. 

1  O  EMEMBER  all  my  sorrows,  Lord. 
-*-*'  And  do  as  thou  hast  said  ; 

Sena  help  according  to  thy  word, 
And  give  the  promis'd  aid. 

2  Repeated  mercies  in  a  train 

Demand  my  gratitude  ; 
And  these  my  faith  and  hope  sustain, 
That  more  will  be  bestow'd. 

3  Renew  thy  work  of  grace,  then,  Lord, 

Nor  let  my  soul  complain  ; 
That,  while  I  rest  upon  thy  word, 
My  hopes  are  still  in  vain. 

PSALM  119.      Twenty-First  Part.     L.  M. 
Christian  sincerity — an  appeal  to  God. 
1   ^EARCHER  and  Saviour  of  my  soul, 
"   My  Sun,  my  Shield,  my  sov'reign  Judge  \ 
All  things  are  naked  to  thy  view, 
My  heart,  my  thoughts,  my  words,  my  ways. 


216  TSALM  CXIX. 

2  Sinners  of  state  with  pow'r  array'd, 
Who  fear  not  God,  nor  man  regard, 
Have  persecuted  without  cause  ; 
But  all  their  hatred  I  defy. 

3  Still  to  thy  word  my  soul  repairs  ; 
Thence  I  my  highest  comforts  draw : 
Tho'  foes  may  fight  and  devils  rage, 
If  God  be  for  mc,  all  is  well. 

4  Sustain  me  then  with  promis'd  grace, 
Revive  my  heart,  increase  my  faith : 

I  hate  to  lie,  I  love  the  truth : 
O  !  make  me  be  what  I  profess 

5  Sev'n  times  a  day  my  pray'rs  ascend, 
With  mingled  praises,  to  the  throne : 
'Tis  good  to  seek  my  Father's  face, 
And  plead  in  my  Redeemer's  name. 

6  Strong  peace  have  they,  who  love  thy  law ; 
Firm  on  a  rock  their  hopes  are  built ; 
Their  faith  looks  up  to  nobler  scenes, 
And  nothing  can  detain  them  here. 

7  Seal  to  my  soul  thy  pard'ning  love, 
Let  strength  be  equal  to  my  day  ; 
Then  will  I  run  with  great   deligh* 
And  eager  press,  to  seize  the  prize. 

8  Supremely  wise,  and  good,  and  great ; 
O !  search  my  heart,  and  try  my  ways : 
Thy  word  I  love,  thy  judgments  fear, 
And  tremble,  while  I  pray  and  praise. 

PSALM  119.     Twenty-Second  Part.    G.  M. 
Inconstancy  of  saints — unchangeable  love  of  Christ 
]    rilHE  least,  the  feeblest  of  the  sheep, 
-»-    To  Christ,  the  Father  gave  ; 
He  loves  the  flock,  the  charge  he'll  keep : 
His  arm  is  strong  to  save. 


PSALM  CXX.  217 

2  They're  prone  to  wander  out  of  sight, 

A»jd  dpi  to  run  astray  ; 
And  when  once  lost,  unable  quite 
To  find  again  the  way. 

3  That  hand,  which  heav'n  and  earth  upholds, 

Can  keep  them  free  from  harms  ; 
The  shepherd  brings  them  to  their  folds, 
And  bears  them  in  his  arn.s. 

4  To  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Rock, 

A  grateful  song  I'll  raise  ; 
O !  let  the  meanest  of  the  flock 
Attempt  to  speak  thy  praise. 

5  Thou  art  my  guard  ;  my  all  I  ows 

To  thine  amazing  love  : 
My  standing  in  thy  fold   below, 
And  hopes  of  bliss  above. 

6  Ten  thousand  thousand  comforts  ht  ^. 

Dispens'd  in  various  ways, 
Confirm  thy  faithfulness  and  care, 
And  claim  adoring  praise. 

*  Then  guided,  Shepherd.,  by  thy  love, 
My  feet  shall  keep  thv  way  ; 
Soon  shall  I  reach  thy  fold  above, 
And  go  no  more  astray. 

PSALM  120.     C.  M. 

The  Christian's  complaint  against  stiije^  wfia 
his  love  for  peace. 

I   milOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest, 
-*-    Pity  my  suffering  state  : 
When  wilt  thou  set  my  soul  at  rest 
From  lips  that  love  deceit  ? 
?  Hard  lot  of  mine  !  my  days  are  cast 
Among  the  sons  of  strife  ; 
Whose  never-ceasing  brawlings  waste 
My  golden  hours  of  life. 
10 


218  PSALM  CXX1. 

3  O !  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 

How  would  I  choose  to  dwell 
In  some  wide,  lonesome,  wilderness, 
And  leave  these  gates  of  hell ! 

4  Peace  is  the  blessing  that  I  seek : 

How  lovely  are  its  charms ! 
I  am  for  peace ;  but,  when  I  speak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

5  New  passions  still  their  souls  engage, 

And  keep  their  malice  strong  : 
What  shall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue  ! 

6  Should  burning  arrows  smite  thee  through, 

Strict  justice  would  approve  ; 

But  I  would  rather  spare  my  foe, 

And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

PSALM  1*21.      First  Part.    C.  M 
Divine  Protection. 

1  mO  Zioa's  hill  I  lift  my  eyes, 

-■-    From  thence  expecting  aid  ; 
From  Zion's  hill,  and  Zion's  God, 
Who  heav'n  and  earth  has  made. 

2  Thou,  then,  my  soul,  in  safety  rest ; 

Thy  guardian  will  not  sleep : 
His  watchful  care,  that  Israel  guards, 
Will  thee  in  safety  keep. 

Shelter'd  beneath  th'  Almighty's  wings, 

Thou  shalt  securely  rest, 
Where  neither  sun  nor  moon  shall  thee 

By  day  or  night  molest. 

4  At  home,  abroad,  in  peace,  in  war, 
Thy  God  shall  thee  defend  ; 
Conduct  thee  thro'  life's  pilgrimage 
Safe  to  thy  journey's  end. 


PSALM  CXXI.  219 

PSALM  121.     Second  Part.    P.  M. 

Constant  preservation. 

1  TTPWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes; 
*-J    From  God  is  all  my  aid  ; 
The  God  that  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  : 

God  is  the  pow'r, 
To  which  I  fly; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  ev'ry  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 
Nor  fall  in  fatal  snares ; 

Since  God,  my  guard   and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 

Those  wakeful  eyes, 

That  never  sleep, 

Shall  Israel  keep 

When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  blasts  of  eV'ning  air, 
Shall  take  rriy  health  away, 
If  God   be  with   me  there : 

Thou  art  my  sun, 
And  thou  my  shade, 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night,  or  noon'. 

i   Flast  thou  not  gw'ri  thy  word 
To  save  my  soul  from  death? 
And   I  can  trust  my  Lord, 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath. 

I'll  go  and  come, 

Nor  fear  to  die, 

Till  from  on  high 

Thou  call  me  home. 


520  f  SALM  CXXII,  CXXIII. 

PSALM  122.    C.  fti. 

Public  worship. 

1  TTOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
-■"■-  My  friends  devoutly  say, 

**  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
tt  And  keep  the  solemn  day  !" 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road : 

The  church  adorn'd  with  grace 
Stands,  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts  with  joys  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints ; 

And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saint?, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest ; 
With  holy  gifts  and  heav'nly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 

6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains  : 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell ; 
There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

PSALM  123.    CM 

Pleading  with  submission. 

1  £~\  THOU,  whose  grace  and  justice  reign 
^-7   Enthron'd  above  the  skies  ; 

To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 

2  As  servants  watch  their  master's  hand 

And  fear  the  angry  stroke  ; 


TSALM  CXX1V.  221 

Or  maids  before  their  mistress  stand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look. : 

3  So  for  our  sins  we  justly  feel 

Thy  discipline,  O  God  ; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  still, 
Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Those,  that  in  wealth  and  pleasure  live, 

Our  daily  groans  deride  ; 
And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
Fresh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Our  foes  insult  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  compassion  lies  : 
This  thought  shall  bear  our  spirits  up, 
That  God  will  not  despise. 

PSALM  124.    L.  M. 

Thanksgiving  for  national  deliverance 

I   XT  AD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say, 
*■■*■  Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  side 
When  men,  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
like  the  swelling  of  the  tide. 


2  The  swelling  tide  had  stopt  our  breath, 
So  fiercely  did  the  waters  roll  ; 

We  had  been  swallow'd  deep  in  death  . 
Proud  './aters  had  o'erwhelm'd  our  soul. 

3  We  leap  for  joy,  we  shout  and  sing, 
Who  just  escap'd  the  fatal  stroke  ; 
So  flies  the  bird  with  cheerful  wing, 
When  once  the  fowler's  snare  is  broke. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  fowler's  cursed  snare  ; 
Who  sav'd  us  from  the  murd'ring  sword, 
And  made  our  lives  and  souls  his  care. 

5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  earth,  and  built  Ihe  skies; 


222  PSALM  CXXV,  CXXVI. 

He,  that  upholds  that  wondrous  frame, 
Guards  his  own  church  with  watchful  eyes 

PSALM  125.    S.  M. 

The  trials  and  safety  of  believers. 

1  T^IRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 

■*-     That  rest  their  souls  on  God : 
Fix'd  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 

2  As  mountains  stood  to  guard 
The  city's  sacred  ground, 

So  God  and  his  almighty  love 
Embrace  his  saints  around. 

3  What,  tho'  the  Father's  rod 
Drop  a  chastising  stroke, 

Yet,  lest  it  wound  their  souls  too  deep, 
Its  fury  shall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  those, 
Whose  faith  and  pious  fear, 

Whose  hope  and  Jove,  and  ev'ry  grace, 
Proclaim  their  hearts  sincere. 

5  Nor  shall  the  tyrant's  rage 
Too  long  oppress  the  saint : 

The  God  of  Israel  will  support 
His  children,  lest  they  faint. 

6  But  if  our  slavish  fear 
Will  choose  the  road  to  hell, 

We  must  receive  our  portion  there, 
Where  bolder  sinners' dwell. 

PSALM  120.     First  Part.     L.  M 
Praise  for  unexpected  mercies. 
1   "^S"^7HEN  God  restor'd  our  captive  state, 

*  ■     Joy  was  our  song,  and  grace  our  theme; 
A  grace  beyond  our  hopes  so  great, 
The  joy  appear'U  but  fancy's  dream. 


FSALM  CXXVI.  SJ23 

3  The  scuffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling-  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
While  we  with  pleasure  shout  thy  praise, 
With  cheerful  notes  thy  love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  review'd  our  dismal  fears, 
'Twas  hiird  to  think  they'd  vanish  so ; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
He  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  flow. 

PSALM  126.    Second  Part.    C.  M. 

The  joy  of  conversion. 

1    ¥^7 HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
•  *     And  chang'd  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  so  great. 

S  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 
And  did  thy  hand  confess ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

3  "  Great  is  the  work,"  my  neighbours  cried, 

And  own'd  thy  pow'r  divine  ; 
"  Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  replied, 
"And  be  the  glory  thine." 

4  Tbe  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

5  Let  those  that  sow  in  sadness  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come  : 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

S  Tho'  seed  lie  buried  long  in  dust, 
It  shan't  deceive  their  hope  : 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  lost. 
For  grace  insures  the  crop. 


224  PSALM  CXXVII,  CXXVIII. 

PSALM  12-7.    L.  M. 

Prosperity  and  happiness  from  God, 

1  TF  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost 

-*-  And  pains  to  build  the  house  are  lost 

If  God  the  city  do  not  keep, 

The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  sleep. 

2  What,  tho'  you  rise  before  the  sun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  done  ; 
Careful  and  sparing  eat  your  bread, 
To  shun  that  poverty  you  dread  ; 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  till  God  hath  blest  ; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  rest: 
Children  and  friends  are  blessings  too, 
If  God,  our  sov'reign,  make  them  so. 

4  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  sends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends  ! 
How  sweet  our  daily  comforts  prove, 
When  they  are  season'd  with  his  love  ! 

PSALM  128.    C.  M. 
A  christian  blessed  in  his  family. 

1  4\  HAPPY  man,  whose  soul  is  fill'd 
^-^   With  faith  and  rev'rend  awe  ; 
Whose  lips  to  God  their  honours  yield, 

Whose  life  adorns  the  law. 

2  A  careful  Providence  shall  stand, 

And  ever  guard  thy  head  ; 

And  on  the  labours  of  thy  hand 

Its  kindly  blessings  shed. 

3  Thy  wife  shall  be  a  fruitful  vine ; 

Thy  children  round  thy  board, 
Each,  like  a  plant  of  honour,  shine. 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  shall  thy  best  hopes  fulfil, 

For  months  and  years  to  come; 


PSALM  CXXIX.  226 

The  Lord,  who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 
Shall  send  the  blessings  home. 

5  This  is  the  man,  whose  happy  eyes 
Shall  see  his  house  increase; 
Shall  see  the  sinking  church  arise, 
And  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

PSALM  129.    C.  M. 

Persecutors  punished. 

1  TTP  from  my  youth,  may  Israel  say, 
^    Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  tears ; 

My  griefs  were  constant  as  the  day, 
And  tedious  as  the  years. 

2  Up  from  my  youth  I  bore  the  rage 

Of  all  the  sons  of  strife ; 

Oft  they  assail'd  my  riper  age, 

But  not  destroy'd  my  liie. 

3  Their  cruel  plough  had  torn  my  flesh 

With  furrows  long  and  deep  ; 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  wounds  afresh. 
Nor  let  my  sorrows  sleep. 

4  How  was  their  insolenee  surpris'd, 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll ! 
And  ali  the  foes  of  Zion  seiz'd 
With  horror  to  the  soul. 

5  Thus  shall  the  men  that  hate  the  sainta, 

Be  blasted  from  the  sky  ; 
Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  projects  die. 

6  What  tho'  they  flourish  tall  and  fair  ! 

They  have  no  root  beneatli ; 
Their  growth  shall  perish  in  despair, 
And  lie  despis'd  in  death. 

7  So  corn,  that  on  the  house-top  stands, 

No  hope  of  harvest  gives ; 
10* 


226  PSALM  LXXX. 

The  reaper  ne'er  shall  fill  his  hands, 
Nor  binder  fold  the  sheaves : 

8  It  springs  and  withers  on  the  place  : 
No  traveller  bestows 
A  word  of  blessing  on  the  grass, 
Nor  minds  it  as  he  goes. 

PSALM  ISO.    C  M 

Pardoning  grace. 

1  i^|UT  of  the  depths  of  long  distress, 
^-^  The  borders  of  despair, 

I  sent  my  cries  to  seek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 

2  Great  God  !  should  thy  severer  eye, 

And  thine  impartial  hard, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flesh  could  stand. 

3  But  there  are  pardons,  with  my  God, 

For  crimes  of  high  degree; 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  hi?  blcxx' 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 

4  I  wait  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 

With  strong  desires  I  wait  ; 
My  sold,  invited  by  thy  word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate. 

5  Just  aa  the  guards,  that  keep  the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  slues  ; 
Watch  the  first  beams  of  breaking  ligi 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes  ; 

6  So  waits  my  soul  to  see  thy  grace, 

And,  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  first  op'nings  of  thy  face, 
And  finds  a  brighter  day. 

7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Israel  trust ; 

Let  Israel  seek  his  face : 


PSALM  CXXaI,  CXXXII.  227 

The  Lord  is  good,  as  well  as  just, 
And  plenteous  in   his  grace. 

8  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne 
For  sinners  long  enslav'd  : 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son; 
And  Israel  shall  be  sav'd. 

PSALM  131.    C.  M. 

Humility  and  submission* 

1  TS  there  ambition  in  my  heart? 
■*■  Search,  gracious  God,  and  see  ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part7 

Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild ; 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind 

Shall  have  a  large  reward  : 

Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resign'd, 

And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

PSALM  132.     First  Part.     L.  M. 
Provisions'  of  Zion. 

1  %7^niERE  shall  we  go,  to  seek  and  find 

*  *     A  habitation  for  our  God; 
A  dwelling  for  th1  eternal  mind, 
Among  the  sons  of  ftesh  and  blood  ? 

2  The  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  rest ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still; 

His  church  is  with  his  presence  blest. 

3  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 
And  reign  for  ever,  saith  the  Lord  ; 
Here  shall  my  pow'r  and  love  be  known, 
And  blessings  shall  attend  mv  word. 


228  PSALM  CXXXI1. 

4  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 
And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread ; 
Sinners  that  wait  before  my  door, 
With  sweet  provision  shall  be  fed. 

5  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth'd  with  grace. 
My  priests,  my  ministers  shall  shine; 
Not  Aaron,  in  his  costly  dress, 

Made  an  appearance  so  divine. 

6  The  saints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  joy,  shall  shout  and  sing: 
The  Son  of  David  here  shall  reign, 
And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 

7  Jesus  shall  see  a  num'rous  seed 

Born  here,  t'  uphold  his  glorious  name ; 
His  crown  shall  flourish  on  his  head, 
While  all  his  foes  are  cloth'd  with  shame. 


A 


PSALM  132.     Second  Part.     C.  M. 
Privileges  of  the  Nev)  Testament  Church 
RISE,  O  King  of  grace,  arise, 


And  enter  to  thy  rest : 
Lo !  thy  church  w;iits  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  blest. 

2  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word ; 
All,  that  the  ark  did  once  contain, 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

3  Clothe  all  thy  ministers  with  grace, 

Let  truth  their  tongues  employ  ; 

That  in  the  Saviour's  righteousness 

Thy  saints  may  shout  for  joy. 

4  Here,  mighty  God  !  accept  our  vows, 

Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread  ; 

Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house. 

And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 


PSALM  CXXXII,  CXXXIII.  229 

5  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 
Let  God's  anointed  shine  ; 
Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain, 
With  love  and  pow'r  divine. 

PSALM  132.     Third  Part.    C.  M. 
The  privileges  of  the  church   under  the  New-Testa- 
ment. 

1  FTT\ HE  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  throne, 

-*■     His  ark  was  settled  there  : 
To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came, 
To  worship  thrice  a  year. 

2  But  we  have  no  such  lengths  to  walk, 

Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where'er  thy  saints  assemble  now, 
There  is  a  house  for  God. 

3  Blest  Zion  still,  in  God's  esteem, 

All  other  seats  excels : 
Wherever  he  records  his  name, 
'Tis  Zion  ;  there  he  dwells. 

4  "  Her  store,"  says  he,  "  I  will  increase, 

"  Her  poor  with  plenty  biess  ; 
"  Her  saints  shall  siiout  for  joy  ;  her  priests 
"My  saving  health  confess. 

5  '  There  David's  pow'r  shall  long  remain 

"  In  his  establish'd  line  ; 
'There  David's  Son  and  Lord  shall  reign, 
"  And  with  rresh  lustre  shine. 

6  'The  faces  of  his  van'quish'd  foes 

"  Confusion  shall  o'ersprcad  ; 
"  Whilst,  with  confirno'd  success,  his  crown 
"Shall  flourish  on  his  head." 

PSALM   133.     First  Part.    C.  M. 
Brotherly  love. 
'TO!  what  an  entertaining  sight 
-■-^  Are  brethren  that  agree ; 


230  PSALM  CXXX1II,  CXXXIV. 

Brethren  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite 
In  bonds  of  piety. 

2  When  streams  of  love  from  Christ,  the  spring, 

Descend  to  ev'ry  soul, 
And  heav'nly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole  : 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  sweet, 

On  Aaron's  rev'rend  head  : 
The  trickling'  drops  perfum'd  his  feet. 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 

4  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shows, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

PSALM  133.     Second  Part.    S.  M. 
Brotherly  love. 

1  J3LEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

-■-*  Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one  ; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please, 
Thro'  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house, 
Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet : 

Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus,  on  the  heav'nly  hills 
The  saints  are  blest  above, 

Where  joy,  like  morning  dew,  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

PSALM  134.    C.  M. 

General  praise. 
1   '^7'E  that  obey  th'  immortal  King, 
-*-     Attend  his  holy  place  ; 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  pow'r, 
And  bless  his  wondrous  grace. 


PSALM  CXXXV.  231 

2  Lift  up  your  hinds  by  morning  light, 

And  raise  your  souls  on  high  ; 
Send  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night 
Above  the  starry  sky. 

3  The  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts, 

With  rays  of  quick'ning  grace  ; 
The  God  that  spread  the  heav'ns  abroad, 
And  rules  the  swelling  seas. 

PSALM  135.     First  Part.     L.  M. 
The  church  God's  house  and  care, — general  praise. 
1   T>RAISE  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name, 
■*-      While  in  his  earthly  courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  saints  that  to  his  house  belong, 
Or  stand  attending  at  his  gate. 

9  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  the  Lord  is  good  ; 
To  praise  his  name  is  sweet  employ  : 
Israel  he  chose  of  old,  and  still 
His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  himself  will  judge  his  saints; 
He  treats  his  servants  as  his  friends  : 
And  when  he  hears  their  sore  complaints, 
Repents  the  sorrows,  that  he  sends. 

4  Thro'  ev'ry  age  the  Lord  declares 

His  name,  and  breaks  th'  oppressor's  rod ; 
He  gives  his  suffering  servants  rest, 
And  will  be  known  th'  Almighty  God. 

5  Bless  ye  the  Lord,  who  taste  his  love ; 
People  and  priests  exalt  his  name  : 
Among  his  saints  he  ever  dwells  ; 
His  diurch  is  his  Jerusalem. 

PSALM  135.     Second  Part.     L.  M. 
Grandeur  of  God. 
1    riREAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high, 
^~"    Above  all  pow'rs  and  ev'ry  throne; 


232  PSALM  CXXXV. 

Whate'er  he  pleas'd  in  earth  or  sea, 
Or  heav'n,  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done, 

2  At  his  command  the  vapours  rise, 

The  lightnings  flash,  the  thunders  roar; 
He  pours  the  rain;  he  brings  the  wind, 
And  tempest  from  his  airy  store. 

3  'Twas  he,  those  dreadful  tokens  sent, 
O  Egypt,  thro'  thy  stubborn  land  ! 
When  all  thy  first-born,  beasts  and  men 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings 
He  slew,  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  Israel,  whom  his  hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  slave. 

5  His  pow'r  the  same,  the  same  his  grace 
That  saves  us  from  the  hosts  of  hell : 
And  heav'n  he  gives  us  to  possess*, 
Whence  those  apostate  angels  fell. 

PSALM   135.     Third  Part.     C.  M. 
Grandeur  of  God — Introductory. 

1  4  WAKE,  ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King, 
■**-  Your  sweetest  passions  raise  ; 

Your  pious  pleasure,  while  you  sing, 
Increasing  with  the  praise. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  and  works  unknown 

Are  his  divine  employ; 
But  still  his  saints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  treasure  and  his  joy. 

3  Heav'n,  earth,  and  sea  confess  his.  hand ; 

He  bids  the  vapours  rise  : 
Lightning  and  storms  at  his  command 
Sweep  thro'  the  sounding  skies. 

4  All  pow'r,  that  gods  or  kings  have  claim'd, 

Is  found  with  him  alone; 


PSALM  cxxxvi.  m 

But  heathen  gods  should  ne'er  he  nam'd, 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

t»  O  Zion,  trust  the  living  God, 
Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear ; 
He  makes  thy  courts  his  blest  abode, 
And  claim*  his  honours  there. 

PSALM  136.     First  Part.    P.  M. 
The  wonders  of  creation,  providence,  and  redemption 

1  IT1  IVE  thanks  to  God  most  high, 
^-T  The  universal  Lord ; 

The  sovereign  King  of  kings ; 

And   be  his  grace  ador'd. 
'His  povv'r  and  grace  are  still  the  same ; 
44  And  let  his  name  have  endless  praise." 

2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 
What  wonders  hath  he  done! 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  seas, 
And  spread  the  heav'ns  alone. 

"Thy  mercy,  Lord,  shall  still  endure ; 
"And  ever  sure  abides  thy  word." 

3  His  wisdom   fram'd  the  sun, 
To  crown  the  day  with  light ; 
The  moon  and  twinkling  stars, 
To  cheer  the  darksome  night. 

"His  pow'r  and  grace  are  still  the  same 
"And  let  his  name  have  endless  praise.' 

4  He  smote  the  first-born  sons, 
The  flow'r  of  Egypt,  dead  ; 
And  thence  his  chosen  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 

"Thy  mercy,  Lord,  shall  still  endure 
"And  ever  sure  abides  thy  word." 

5  His  pow'r  and  lifted  rod 
Cleft  the  Red  Sea  in  two; 


234  PSALM  CXXXVI. 

And  for  his  people  made 

A  wondrous  passage  through. 

"  His  pow'r  and  grace  are  still  the  same ; 

"And  let  his  name  have  endless  praise." 

6  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there, 
With  all  his  host,  he  drown'd, 
And  brought  his  Israel  safe 
Thro'  a  long  desert  ground. 

"  Thy  mercy,  Lord,  shall  still  endure ; 
"And  ever  sure  abides  thy  word." 

7  The  kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  hand ; 
While  his  own  servants  took 
Possession  of  their  land. 

"His  pow'r  and  grace  are  still  the  same; 
"  And  let  his  name  have  endless  praise." 

8  He  saw  the  nations  lie 
Ail  perishing  in  sin  ; 
And  pitied  the  sad  state 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in. 

4 Thy  mercy,  Lord,  shall  still  endure, 
"And  ever  sure  abides  thy  word." 

9  He  sent  his  only  Son, 

To  save  us  from  our  woe, 
From  Satan,  sin,  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  foe. 

"  His  pow'r  and  grace  are  still  the  same; 

"  And  let  his  name  have  endless  praise." 

10  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 

To  God  the  heuv'nly  king ; 

And  let  the  spacious  earth 

His  works  and  glories  sing. 

"Thy  mercy,  Lord,  shall  still  endure, 

"And  ever  sure  abides  thy  word." 


PSALM  CXXXVI,  CXXXVII.  235 

PSALM  ISO.     Second  Part.    L.  M. 
The  wonders  of  creation,  providence,  and  redemption, 

1  d~^>  IVE  to  our  God  immortal  praise ; 
^*^   Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways: 
Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 

The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown. 

2  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fix'd  the  starry  lights  on  high : 

He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light,  / 

He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night. 

3  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  land : 
He  saw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  sin, 

And  felt  his  pity  work  within. 

4  He  sent  his  Son  with  pow'r  to  save 
From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave : 
"  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

"  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song." 

3  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heav'nly  seat: 
"  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 
"  When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more.' 

PSALM  137.     First  Fart.     L.  M 
The  sorrows  of  Israel  in  captivity. 

1  ¥3  Y  Babel's  stream  the  captives  sate, 
-*-*  And  wept  for  Zion's  hapless  fate  : 
Useless,  their  harps  on  willows  hung, 
While  foes  requir'd  a  sacred  song. 

2  With  taunting  voice,  and  scornful  eye, 
"  Sing  us  a  song  of  heav'n,"  they  cry  : 
"  While  foes  deride  our  God,  and  King, 
"  How  can  we  tune  our  harps  or  sing  ?" 

3  "  If  Zion's  woes  our  hearts  forget, 

•  Or  cease  to  mourn  for  Israel's  fate, 


236  PSALM  CXXXVII. 

"Let  useful  skill  our  hands  forsake  ; 

"  Our  hearts  with  hopeless  sorrow  break." 

4  "Thou,  ruin'd  Salem,  to  our  eyes 
"  Eacli  day,  in  sad  remembrance,  rise  ! 
"  Should  we  e'er  cease  to  feel  thy  wrongs, 
"  Lost  be  our  joys,  and  mute  our  tongues  !" 

f>  "  Remember,  Lord,  proud  Edom's  sons, 
"  Who  cried,  exulting  at  our  groans, 
"  While  Salem  trembled  at  her  base, 
"  Rase  them  :  her  deep  foundations  rase.' 

6  While  thus  they  sung,  the  mourners  viewM 
Their  foes  by  Cyrus'  arm  subdu'd, 

And  saw  his  glory  rise,  who  spread 

Their  streets,  and  fields,  with  hosts  of  dead 

7  Pleas'd,  they  foresaw  the  blest  decree, 
That  set  their  tribes  from  bondage  free  ; 
Renew'd  the  temple,  and  restor'd 

The  sacred  worship  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM  137.    Second  Part.    L.  M 

Tiie  Church  in  distress,  seeking  God. 

J    T   ORD,  in  those  dark  and  dismal  days, 
■*-^  We  mourn  the  hidings  of  thy  face  ; 
Proud  enemies  our  path  surround, 
To  level  Zion  with  the  ground. 

2  Her  sons,  her  worship,  they  deride, 

And  hiss  thy  word  with  tongues  of  pride; 

And  cry,  t'  insult  our  humble  prayer, 

"  Where  is  your  God,  ye  Christians,  where  ?* 

3  Errors,  and  sins,  and  follies  grow ; 
Thy  saints  bow  down  in  deepest  woe : 
Their  love  decays,  their  zeal  is  o'er  ; 
And  thousands  walk  with  Christ  no  more. 

4  To  huopier  days  our  bosoms  turn  ; 
Those  days  but  teach  us  how  to  mourn : 


PSALM  CXXXVII.  237 

The  God,  who  bade  his  mercy  flow, 
In  wrath  withdraws  his  blessings  now. 

5  The  blessing    from  thy  truth's  withdrawn; 
Its  quick'ning,  saving  influ'nce  gone  : 
Unwarn'd,  unwaken'd,  sinners  hear, 

Nor  see  their  awful  danger  near. 

6  In  dews  unseen,  in  scanty  show'rs, 
Thy  Spirit  sheds  his  healing  pow'rs : 
Thy  thirsty  ground  is  parch'd  beneath, 
And  all  is  barrenness,  and  death. 

7  Yet  still,  thy  name  be  ever  blest, 
On  thee  our  hope  shall  safely  rest : 
Zion  her  Saviour  soon  shall  see 
Arruy'd  to  set  his  Israel  tree. 

8  Jesus,  with  vengeance  arm'd,  shall  come 
To  crush  his  foes,  and  seal  their  doom  ; 
Thy  mystic  Babel  whelm  in  dust, 

Her  pomp,  her  idols,  povv'r  and  trust. 

9  Then  shall  thy  saints  exult,  and  sing 
The  matchless  glories  of  their  King; 
Nations  before  his  altar  bend, 

And  peace  from  realm  to  realm  extend. 

PSALM  137.      Third  Part.    S.  M 
Love  for  the  church. 

1  T  LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
-*-  The  house  of  thine  abode ; 

The  church  our  blest  Redeemer  sav'd 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  Chinch,  O  God! 
Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 

Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  If  e'er  to  bless  thy  sons 
My  voice,  or  hands  deny 


238  PSALM  CXXXV1II. 

These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake, 
This  voice  in  silence  die. 

4  If  e'er  my  heart  forget 
Her  welfare,  or  her  woe, 

Let  ev'ry  joy  this  heart  forsake, 
And  ev'ry  grief  o'erflow. 

5  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 

To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  giv'n, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end 

6  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heav'nly  ways ; 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows. 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

7  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 
Our  Saviour,  and  our  King, 

Thy  hand  from  ev'ry  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliv'rance  bring. 

8  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
To  Zion  shall  be  giv'n 

The  brightest  glories,  earth  can  yield 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heav'n. 

PSALM  138.    L.  M 

Praise  for  deliverance. 

1  "VM7ITH  all  my  povv'rs  of  heart  ami  tongue 

»  »      I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song  : 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 

2  Angels,  that  make  thy  church  their  care, 
Shall  witness  my  devotion  there  ; 
While  holy  zeal  directs  mine  eyes 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  skies. 

3  I'll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  cing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 


PSALM  CXXXIX.  239 

Not  all  thy  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  pow'r  and  glory  show. 

4  To  God  I  cried  when  troubles  rose  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  subdu'd  my  foes ; 
He  did  my  rising  fears  control, 

And  strength  ditfus'd  thro'  all  my  soul. 

5  The  God  of  heav'n  maintains  his  state, 
Frowns  on  the  proud,  and  scorns  the  great 
But  from  his  throne  descends,  to  see 
The  sons  of  humble  poverty. 

6  Amid  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand : 
Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

7  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 
To  save  from  sorrows  and  from  sins  : 
The  work,  that  wisdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 

PSALM  139.     First  Part.     L.  M. 
The  omniscience  and  omnipresence  of  God. 

1  npHOU,  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known 

-*-     My  rising  up  and  lying  down: 
My  secret  thoughts  are  known  to  thee, 
Known  long  before  conceiv'd  by  me. 

2  Thine  eye  my  bed  and  path  surveys, 
My  public  haunts  and  private  ways ; 

Thou  know'st  what  'tis  my  lips  would  vent; 
My  yet  unutter'd  words'  intent 

3  Within  thy  circling  pow'r  I  stand  , 
On  ev'ry  side  I  find  thy  hand  : 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  O !  could  I  so  perfidious  be, 

To  think  o?  once  deserting  theu  ? 


240  PSALM  CXXXIX. 

Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  influ'nce  shun  ? 
Or  whither  from  thy  presence  run  ? 

5  If  up  to  heav'n  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dwcll'st  enthron'd  in  light; 
If  down  to  hell's  infernal  plains, 
'Tis  there  almighty  vengeance  reigns. 

6  If  I  the  morning  wings  could  gain, 
And  fly  beyond  the  western  main, 
Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive, 
And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive. 

7  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight, 
Beneath  the  sable  wings  of  night ; 
One  glance  from  thee,  one  piercing  ray, 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

8  The  veil  of  night  is  no  disguise, 

No  screen  from  thy  all-searching  eyes; 
Thro1  midnight  shades  thou  find'st  thy  way, 
As  in  the  blazing  noon  of  day. 

9  "  O  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
"Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest! 

u  Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
"  Consent  to  sin  ;  for  God  is  there." 

PSALM  139.     Second  Part.     C.  M. 
The  wisdom  of  God  in  the  formation  of  man, 

1  "¥X7HEN  I  with  pleasing  wonder  stand, 

w'w     And  all  my  frame  survey  ; 
Lord,  'tis  thy  work  ;  I  own,  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay. 

2  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  possest, 

Where  unborn  nature  grew  : 
Thy  wisdom  all  my  features  trac'd, 
And  all  my  members  drew. 

3  Thine  eye  with  nicest  care  survey'd 

The  growth  ol  ev'ry  part ; 


PSALM  CXXXIX.  241 

Till  the  whole  scheme,  thy  thoughts  had  laid. 
Was  copied  by  thine  art. 

4  rieav'n,  earth,  and  sea,  and  fire,  and  wind, 

Show  me  thy  wondrous  skill ; 
But  I  review   myself,  and  find 
Divinei   wonders  still. 

5  Thine  awful  glories  round  me  shine, 

My  flesh  proclaims  thy  praise  ; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 

PSALM  139.     Third  Part.    C.  M. 
The  mercies  of  God  innumerable. — An  evening 
Psalm. 
1   T  ORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
-*-*  They  strike  me  with  surprise ; 
Not  all  the  sands  that  spread  the  shore 
To  equal  numbers  jise. 
U  My  flesh  with  fear  and  wonder  stands, 
The  product  of  thy  skill ; 
And  hourly  blessings  from  thy  hands 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 
3  These  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep ; 
How  kind,  how  dear  to  me ! 

0  I  may  the  hour  that  ends  my  sleep 
Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee. 

PSALM  139.     Fourth  Part.    L.  M. 
Christian  integrity — An  appeal  to  God. 

1  1VTY  God,  what  inwaid  grief  I  feel, 
1TA  When  impious  men  transgress  thy  will 

1  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane, 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 

2  Does  not  my  soul  detest  and  hate 
The  sons  of  malice  and  deceit  ? 
Those  that  oppose  thy  laws  and  thee, 
I  count  them  enemies  to  me. 

11 


2452  PSALM  CXL. 

3  Lord,  search  my  soul,  try  ev'ry  thought: 
Tho'  my  own  heart  accuse  me  not 

Of  walking  in  a  false  disguise ; 
I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Doth  secret  mischief  lurk  within  ? 
Do  I  indulge  some  unknown  sin  ? 

0  turn  my  feet  whene'er  I  stray  ! 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way 

PSALM  140.    S.  M. 

A  complaint  against  personal  enemies 

1  "M/I"  Y  God,  while  impious  men, 
if X  With  malice  in  their  heart, 

My  peace  destroy,  my  life  defame, 
Thy  guardian  grace  impart. 

2  With  poison  in  their  lips, 
And  with  a  serpent's  tongue, 

They  sting  my  fainting  soul  to  death, 
And  make  my  name  their  song 

3  Ceaseless  they  lie  in  wait, 
My  footsteps  to  betray  ; 

They  hide  their  snare,  they  set  their  gia. 
Beside  my  peaceful  way. 

4  O  hear  my  humble  cry  ! 
Their  fondest  hope  destroy ; 

Their  arts  confound,  their  plots  disclose, 
And  blast  their  envious  joy. 

5  On  their  own  heads  shall  fall 
The  mischiefs  they  devise ; 

Thy  hand  shall  take  them  in  their  net, 
Their  slanders,  and  their  lies. 

6  As  coals  the  wood  consume, 
As  pits  receive  their  slain  ; 

So  shall  the  men  of  malice  sink, 
And  never  rise  again. 


PSALM  CXLI,  CXLII.  243 

7  The  Lord,  who  hates  the  proud, 
Shall  scorch  the  sland'rous  tongue ; 

Shall  hunt  the  wicked  from  the  earth, 
And  well  requite  their  wrong. 

8  Thou  wilt  sustain  the  poor, 
And  bid  th'  afflicted  sing; 

Before  thee  shall  thy  children  dwell, 
Their  Father,  and  their  king. 

PSALM  141.    L.  M. 

Watchfulness  and  brotherly  love. — A  morning  or 

evening  psalm. 

1  "pVI~Y"  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 

-L'-*-  Like  morning  incense  in  thy  house  ; 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise, 
Sweet  as  the  ev'ning  sacrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  ev'ry  rash  and  heedless  word  ; 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path,  where  sinners  lead. 

3  O  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wand'rin^  way  ! 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointnii;it  shed, 
Shall  never  bruise  but  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  prest  with  grief, 
I'll  cry  to  heav'n  for  their  relief; 
And  by  my  warm  petitions  prove, 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  iove. 

PSALM  142.    C.  M. 

Deliverance  in  sore  distress. 

1  P|lO  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known, 

■*-    From  God  I  sought  relief; 
In  long  complaints  before  his  threne, 
I  pour'd  out  all  my  grief. 

2  My  soul  was  overwhelm'd  with  woes, 

My  heart  began  to  break: 


244  PSALM  CXL1I1. 

My  God,  who  all  my  burdens  knows, 
Knows  ev'ry  way  I  take. 

3  On  ev'ry  side  I  cast  mine  eye, 

And  found  my  helpers  gone; 
While  friends  and  strangers  pass'd  me  by, 
Neglected  or  unknown. 

4  Then  did  I  raise  a  louder  cry, 

And  call'd  thy  mercy  near ; 

"Thou  art  niy  portion  when  I  die: 

"Be  thou  my  refuge  here." 

5  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low ; 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend, 
And  make  my  foes  who  vex  me,  know, 
I've  an  Almighty  Friend. 

6  From  my  sad  prison  set  me  free ; 

Then  shall  I  praise  thy  name  ; 
And  holy  men  shall  join  with  me, 
Thy  kindness  to  proclaim. 

PSALM  143.     L.  M. 

Mourning  under  afflictions. 

1  TkM  Y  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  ! 
IT  J    Hear,  when  I  spread  my  hands  abroad 
And  cry  for  succour  from  thy  throne  : 

O  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known ! 

2  Let  judgment  net  against  me  pass  ; 
Behold,  thy  servant  pleads  thy  grace  : 
Should  justice  call  us  to  thy  bar, 

No  living  man  is  guiltless  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  see 
The  mighty  woes  that  burden  me  : 
Down  to  the  dust  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  buried  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell  in  darkness  and  unseen, 
My  heart  is  desolate  within  ; 


PSALM  CXLIII.  245 

My  thoughts  in  musing  silence  trace 
The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpse  of  hope 
To  bear  my  sinking  spirits  up ; 

I  stretch  my  hands  to  God  again, 
And  thirst,  like  parched  lands,  for  rain. 

6  For  thee  I  thirst,  I  pray,  I  mourn; 
When  will  thy  smiling  face  return? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove  ? 
And  God  for  ever  hide  his  love  ? 

7  My  God,  thy  long  delay,  to  save, 
Will  sink  thy  pris'ner  to  the  grave ; 

My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye ; 
Make  haste  to  help  before  I  die, 

8  The  night  is  witness  to  my  tears, 
Distressing  pains,  distressing  fears: 
O,  might  I  hear  thy  mourning  voice, 
How  would  my  wearied  pow'rs  rejoice  ! 

9  In  thee  I  trust,  to  thee  I  sigh, 
And  raise  my  grieved  soul  on  high ; 
For  thee  sit  waiting  all  the  day, 
And  wear  the  tiresome  hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  show 
Which  is  the  path,  my  feet  should  go ; 
If  snares  and  foes  beset  the  road, 

I  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 

11  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heav'nly  hill ; 
Let  the  Good  Spirit  of  thy  love 
Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

i2  Then  shall  my  soul  no  more  complain 
The  tempter  then  shall  rage  in  vain  : 
And  flesh,  that  was  my  foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  spirit  more. 


24G  PSALM  CXLIV. 

PSALM  144.    First  Fart.    C.  M. 
Victory  in  the  spiritual  warfare. 

1  ¥^0R  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
■*-  My  Saviour  and  my  shield ; 
He  sends  his  Spirit  with  his  word, 

To  arm  me  for  the  field. 

2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 

He  makes  my  soul  his  care  ; 

Instructs  me  to  the  heav'nly  fight, 

And  guards  me  thro'  the  war. 

3  A  friend  and  helper  so  divine, 

Does  my  weak  courage  raise  ; 
He  makes  the  glorious  vict'ry  mine ; 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 

PSALM  144.     Second  Part.    C.  M. 
The  vanity  of  man — Condescension  of  God. 

1  T   ORD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man  ! 
-*-J   Born  of  the  earth  at  first ; 

His  life  a  shadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  hast'ning  to  the  dust ! 

2  O  what  is  feeble  dying  man, 

Or  any  of  his  race, 
That  God  should  make  it  his  concern 
To  visit  him  with  grace  ! 

3  That  God,  who  darts  his  lightnings  down, 

Who  shakes  the  worlds  above ; 
While  mountains  tremble  at  his  frown  : 
How  wondrous  is  his  love  ! 

PSALM  144.     Third  Part.     L.  M. 
The  happy  nation. 
1   TTAPPY  the  city,  where  their  sons 
M.M.  Like  pillars  round  a  palace  set, 
And  daughters,  bright  as  polish'd  stones; 
Give  strength  and  beauty  to  the  state. 


PSALM  CXLV.  247 

2  Happy  the  country,  where  the  sheep, 
Cattle,  and  corn,  have  large  increase ; 
Where  men  securely  work,  or  sleep, 
Nor  sons  of  plunder  break  their  peace. 

3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd  : 
But  more  divinely  blest  are  those, 
On  whom  the  all-sufficient  God, 
Himself  with  all  his  grace  bestows. 

PSALM  145.    First  Part.    L.  M. 

General  praise — Greatness  of  Goa. 

1   ~\M  Y  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
-«-*-■-  Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

SI  The  wings  of  ev'ry  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  ev'ry  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  truth  and  justice  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thy  bounty  flows  an  endless  stream  , 
Thy  mercy  swift ;  thine  anger  slow ; 
But  dreadful  to  the  stubborn  foe. 

4  Thy  works  with  sov'reign  glory  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine  : 

Let  Zion  in  her  courts  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honour  of  thy  name 

5  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise  ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labour  of  their  tongue. 

6  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  » 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds : 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways ; 

Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 


248  PSALM  CXLV. 

PSALM  145.     Second  Part.     CM 
The  goodness  of  God. 

1  ^JWEET  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace, 
^   My  God,  my  heav'nly  King: 

Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  not  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies ; 
Thro'  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  ev'ry  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food  ; 
Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  cm  passions,  Lord 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves  : 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pard'ning  word 
To  cheer  tne  souls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endless  race, 

Thy  pow'r  and  praise  proclaim  ; 
But  saints  that  taste  thy  richer  grace 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

PSALM  145.     Third  Part.    CM 
The  mercy  of  God. 

1  T   ET  e^ry  tongue  thy  mercy  speak, 
-*-^  Thou  sov'reign  Lord  of  all ; 

Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, 

Or  virtue  lies  Sistrest 
Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourners  rest. 

3  The  Lord  supports  our  sinking-  days, 

And  guides  our  giddy  youth : 


PSALM  CXLVf.  24y 

Holy  and  just  are  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  servants  feel ; 

He  hears  his  children  cry  ; 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil, 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere  : 
He  saves  the  souls,  whose  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

6  His  stubborn  foes,  his  sword  shall  slay, 

And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ; 
But  none,  that  serve  the  Lord,  shall  say, 
"  They  sought  his  aid  in  vain." 

7  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  his  praise, 

And  spread  his  fame  abioad : 
Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honours  of  their  God. 

PSALM  146.     First  Part.     L.  M. 
Goodness  and  faithfulness  of  God. 

1  "ORAISE  ye  the  Lord  :  my  heart  shall  joir 
-*•      In  work  so  pleasant,  so  divine; 

Now  while  the  flesh  is  my  abode, 
And  when  my  soul  ascends  to  God. 

2  Praise  shall  employ  my  noblest  pow'rs, 
While  immortality  endures  ; 

My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 

3  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust ; 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  pow'r. 
And  thoughts,  all  vanish  in  an  hour. 

4  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  ;  he  made  the  sky, 

11* 


250  PSALM  CXI, VI. 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

5  His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure ; 

He  saves  th'  opprest,  he  feeds  the  poor ; 
He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace, 
And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

6  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind  ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

7  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 
Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns ; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

PSALM  146.    Second  Part.    P.  M 
Goodness  and  faithfulness  of  God. 

1  T'LL  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  : 
-■■    And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures 

2  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust : 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood ; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp,  and  pow*r 
And  thoughts,  all  vanish  in  an  hour : 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 

3  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  ;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  tram : 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  th'  opprest,  he  feeds  the  poor  ; 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 


PSALM  CXLVIi.  251 

4  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind ; 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress. 
The  widow,  and  the  fatherless ; 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

5  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well ; 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns. 
Let  ev'ry  tongue,  let  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  ; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

6  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breatli ; 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

PSALM  147.     First  Part.    L.  M. 
Providence  and  grace. 

1  TJRAISE  ye  the  Lord  :  'tis  good  to  raise 
■*-      Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerusalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  : 
His  mercy  melts  the  stubborn  soul, 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole. 

&  He  form'd  the  stars,  those  heavenly  rlames, 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names : 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might ; 
And  all  his  glories  infinite: 


252  PSALM  CXLVII. 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  dust. 

5  The  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight : 
On  them  he  looks  with  great  delight : 
He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  views,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

PSALM  14?.     Second  Part.    L.  M. 
The  Seasons  of  the  year. 

1  T   ET  Zion  praise  the  mighty  God,     . 
-S-^  And  make  "his  honours  known  abroad 
For  sweet  the  joy  our  songs  to  raise, 
And  glorious  is  the  work  of  praise. 

2  Our  children  live  secure  and  blest; 
Our  shores  have  peace,  our  cities  rest ; 
He  feeds  our  sons  with  finest  wheat, 
And  adds  his  blessing  to  their  meat, 

3  The  changing  seasons  he  ordains, 
The  early  and  the  latter  rains  ; 

His  flakes  of  snow,  like  wool,  he  sends, 
And  thus  the  springing  corn  defends. 

4  With  hoary  frost  he  strews  the  ground  ; 
His  hail  descends  with  dreadful  sound  ; 
His  icy  bands  the  rivers  hold, 

And  terror  arms  his  vnntry  cold. 

5  He  bids  the  warmer  breezes  blow, 
The  ice  dissolves,  the  waters  flow  ; 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways 
To  call  his  children  to  his  praise. 

6  Thro'  all  our  coasts  his  laws  are  shown, 
His  gospel  thro'  the  nation  known  : 

He  hath  not  thus  reveal'd  his  word 
To  ev'ry  land  :  Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


PSALM  CXT.VIT.  ?53 

PSALM  147.     Third  Part.    CM- 

The  seasons  of  the  year. 

I   ~\7K7" ITH  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud 
*  *     Address  the  Lord  on  high ; 
Around  the  heav'ns  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

9  Pie  sends  his  show'rs  of  blessings  down 
To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

S  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 
He  hears  the  raven's  cry  ; 
But  man,  who  tastes  his  finest  wheat, 
Should  raise  his  honours  high. 

I   His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 
Of  the  declining  year ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And   wintry  days  appear. 

I   His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 
Descend  and  clothe  the  ground  : 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

8  When,  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  high, 
He  pours  the  rattling  hail ; 
The  wretch,  that  dares  his  God  defy, 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 

7  He  sends  his  word,  and  melts  the  snow ; 
The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  southern  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

i  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 
Obey  his  mighty  word  : 
With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sov'reign  Lord. 


t5l  PSALM  CXLVIII 

PSALM  148.     First  Part.    P.  M 
Universal  praise. 

1  "V7E  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

*     With  heav'n  and  earth  and  seaa, 

And  offer  notes  divine 

To  your  Creator's  praise. 

Ye  holy  throng  of  angels  bright, 
In  worlds  of  light,  begin  the  song. 

2  Thou  sun  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  moon  that  rul'st  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise, 
With  stars  of  twinkling  light. 

His  pow'r  declare,  ye  floods  on  high, 
And  clouds,  that  fly  in  empty  air. 

3  The  shining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  stand, 
Or  in  swift  courses  move 
By  his  supreme  command. 

He  spake  the  word,  and  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came,  to  praise  the  Lord. 

4  He  mov'd  the  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  past ; 

And  each  his  word  fulfils, 

While  time  and  nature  last. 

In  different  ways  his  works  proclaim 
His  wondrous  name,  and  speak  his  praise 

5  Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 
And  monsters  of  the  deep ; 
The  fish  that  cleave  the  seas, 
Or  in  their  bosom  sleep ; 

From  sea  and  shore  their  tribute  pay, 
And  still  display  their  Maker's  pow'r. 

6  Ye  vapours,  hail  and  snow, 
Praise  ye  th'  Almighty  Lord; 


PSALM  CXLVII1.  255 

And  stormy  winds,  that  blow, 
To  execute  his  word. 

When  lightnings  shine,  or  thunoers  roar, 

Let  earth  adore  his  hand  divine. 

7  Ye  mountains  near  the  skies, 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  size 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear ; 

Beasts  wild  and  tame,  birds,  flies,  and  worms 

In  various  forms,  exalt  his  name. 

6  Ye  kings,  and  judges,  fear 

The  Lord,  the  sov'reign  King ; 

And,  while  you  rule  us  here, 

His  heav'nly  honours  sing  : 
Nor  let  the  dream  of  pow'r  and  state 
Make  you  forget  his  pow'r  supreme. 

V  Virgins,  and  youth,  engage 

To  sound  his  praise  divine, 

While  infancy  and  age 

Their  feebler  voices  join. 

Wide  as  he  reigns,  his  name  be  sung 
By  ev'ry  tongue,  in  endless  strains. 

I"1  Lift  all  the  nations  fear 

The  God  that  rules  above ; 

He  brings  his  people  near, 

And  makes  them  taste  his  love : 

While  earth  and  sky  attempt  his  praise, 
His  saints  shall  raise  his  honours  high. 

PSALM  14§.    Second  Part.     L.  M. 

Universal  praise  to  God. 

OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 
From  distant  worlds,  where  creatures  dwell  | 
Let  heav'n  begin  the  solemn  word, 
And  sound  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 


L 


256  PSALM  CXLIX. 

2  The  Lord,  how  absolute  he  reigns . 
Let  ev'ry  angel  bend  the  knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heav'nly  strains, 
And  speak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 

3  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
When  nature  all  around  you  sings  ? 
O  for  a  shout  from  old  and  young, 
From  humble  swains  and  lofty  kings ! 

4  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies, 
Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  shout  his  praise, 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

5  Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word ! 
O  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  tongue  ! 

But  saints,  who  best  have  known  the  Lord 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 

PSALM  149.    C.  M. 

The  triumph  of  the  church. 

1  A  LL  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
-£*-  And  let  your  songs  be  new  ; 
Amid  the  church  with  cheerful  voice, 

His  later  wonders  show. 

2  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  grace, 

Shall  their  Redeemer  sing ; 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praise, 
While  Zion  owns  her  King. 

3  The  Lord  takes  pleasure  in  the  just, 

Whom  sinners  treat  with  scorn* 
The  meek,  that  lie  despis'd  in  dust, 
Salvation  shall  adorn. 

4  Saints  shall  be  joyful  in  their  King, 

Ev'n  on  a  dying  bed  ; 
And,  like  the  souls,  in  glory  sing  : 
For  God  shall  raise  the  dead. 


PSALM  CL.  257 

5  Then  his  high  praise  shall  fill  their  tongues, 

Their  hand  shall  wield  the  sword  ; 
And  vengeance  shall  attend  their  song ; 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

6  When  Christ  the  judgment-seat  ascends, 

And  bids  the  world  appear ; 
Thrones  are  prepar'd  for  all  his  friends, 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

7  Then  shall  they  rule,  with  iron  rod, 

Nations  that  dar'd  rebel ; 
And  join  the  sentence  of  their  God, 
On  tyrants  doom'd  to  hell. 

B  The  royal  sinner  bound  in  chains, 
New  triumphs  shall  afford  : 
Such  honour  for  the  saints  remains ; 
Praise  ye,  and  love  the  Lord. 

PSALM  150.     First  Part.     P  M. 
Universal  praise  to  the  God  of  our  saltation, 

1  TN  Zion's  sacred  gates, 

-■-  Let  hymns  of  praise  begin  ; 

Where  acts  of  faith  and  love 

With  ceaseless  beauty  shine  : 
In  mercy  there,  while  God  is  known, 
Before  his  throne,  with  songs  appear. 

2  In  heav'n,  his  house  on  high, 
Ye  angels,  lift  your  voice ; 
Let  heav'nly  harps  resound, 
And  happy  saints  rejoice  : 

The  glories  sing,  that  ever  shine, 
With  pomp  divine,  around  your  Klig. 

3  His  wondrous  acts  demand, 
His  wisdom  and  his  grace, 
The  labours  of  our  hands, 
And  transports  of  our  praise : 


258  PSALM  C:L. 

Rehearse  his  name  to  ev'ry  shore, 
Where'er  his  pow'r  his  works  proclaim. 

4  Let  the  trump's  martial  voice, 

The  timbrel's  softer  sound, 

The  organ's  solemn  peal, 

United  praise  resound. 
To  swell  the  song  with  highest  joy, 
Let  man  employ  his  tuneful  tongue. 

PSALM  150.    Second  Part.    L.  M. 

Hallelujah. 
RAISE  ye  the  Lord ;  all  nature  join 


1  "DRA 

*      In 


work  and  worship  so  divine  : 
Let  heav'n  and  earth  unite,  and  raise 
High  hallelujahs  to  his  praise. 

2  While  realms  of  joy,  and  worlds  around, 
Their  hallelujahs  loud  resound  ; 

Let  saints  below,  and  saints  above, 
Exulting  sing  redeeming  love. 

3  As  instruments  w7ell  tun'd  and  strung, 
We'll  praise  the  Lord  with  heart  and  tongue; 
While  life  remains,  we'll  loud  proclaim 
High  hallelujahs  to  his  name. 

4  Beyond  the  grave,  in  nobler  strains, 
When  freed  from  sorrow,  sin,  and  pains, 
Eternally  the  church  will  raise 

High  hallelujahs  to  his  praise. 

5  Praise  the  Father,  Hallelujah ; 
Praise  ye  the  Son,  Hallelujah ; 
Praise  the  Spirit,  Hallelujah ; 

These  three  are  one,  praise  ye  the  Lord. 


NEW  AEKANGEMENT 


HYMNS, 

ADOPTED  BY 

GENERAL    SYNOD, 

AND,  BY  THEIR  AUTHORITY, 

USED  IN  THE  REFORMED  PROTESTANT 
DUTCH  CHURCH. 


TABLE  FOR  CATECHETICAL  EXPOSITION. 


I.  LORD'S  DAY,  253,  323,  90,  326,  324,  336,  42,  91,  100, 101, 130, 

308,  312,  333,  390. 
n.  LORD'S  DAY,  201—203,  205,  207. 

HI.  LORD'S  DAY,  174,  184,  185,  200,  327,  287—289,  291,  294, 295. 
IV.  LORD'S  DAY.  26,  39,  40. 
V.  LORD'S  DAY,  106,  94,  251,  41,  320. 
VI.  LORD'S  DAY,  73,  78,  79,  112,  240. 

VII.  LORD'S  DAY,  193,  404-409,  439, 171,  334,  353, 354, 408,  40ft 
VIII.  LORD'S  DAY,  44—50,  incl. 
IX.  LORD'S  DAY,  27, 173,  31-38, 176, 181, 183. 
X.  LORD'S  DAY,  175, 177-180,  434,  380,  384,  438. 
XL  LORD'S  DAY.  56—58,  51—53,  65—68,  76,  93,  96. 
XII.  LORD'S  DAY,  80,  81,  325,  59,  60,  105,  445. 
Xin.  LORD'S  DAY,  74,  75,  54,  331,  332,  77. 
XIV.  LORD'S  DAY,  72, 107,  61, 104,  108—117. 
XV.  LORD'S  DAY,  121—129. 

XVI.  LORD'S  DAY,  120,  82-84,  89— vide  hymns  from  727— 74ft 
XVII.  LORD'S  DAY,  133—137,  52. 
XVIII.  LORD'S  DAY,  138—142. 
XIX.  LORD'S  DAY,  143, 144,  146, 149, 150,  103,  755—766. 
XX  LORD'S  DAY,  151—167,  365,  254,  266. 
XXL  LORD'S  DAY,  467—469,  400,  402,  168,  169,  250,  398,  269,  7ft 

270,  335,  399,  403. 
XXII.  LORD'S  DAY,  751—754,  320,  321,  337,  338,  765—785. 

XXIII.  LORD'S  DAY.  328,  329,  97,  406,  68—71. 

XXIV.  LORD'S  DAY,  206,  319, 131. 
XXV.  LORD'S  DAY,  513,  538. 

XXVL  LORD'S  DAY,  514,  520. 
XXVII.  LORD'S  DAY,  515—519. 
XXVUI.) 
and     >  LORD'S  DAY.  See  Hymns  on  Lord's  Supper,  521— 548,  ind. 
XXIX.) 

XXX.  LORD'S  DAY,  128,  85-88. 
XXXL  LORD'S  DAY,  18,  19,  24,  505,  241—246,  562,  145,  187—192, 

197,  255,  263. 
XXX3L  LORD'S  DAY,  450, 428,  63, 172, 411, 412,  395,  95, 102,  302, 30ft 

387—391. 
XXXin.  LORD'S  DAY,  330,  420,  322,  433,  296—302,  310,  315. 
XXXIV.  LORD'S  DAY,  202,  208. 
XXXV.  LORD"S  DAY,  209,  28—32. 
XXXVI.  LORD'S  DAY,  210. 
XXXV [I.  LORD'S  DAY,  211,  212. 
JLXXVIII.  LORD'S  DAY,  213—218,  incl. 
XXXIX.  LORD'S  DAY,  219—228,  incL 

XL.  LORD'S  DA  Y,  229—232,  inc.,  247. 
XLI.  LO  RD'S  D A  Y,  233,  234,  682,  683. 
XLII.  LORD'S  DAY,  235,  236,  429,  449. 
XLIII.  LORD'S  DAY,  237,  425,  426,  418—421. 
XLIV.  LORD'S  DAY,  238,  239,  204. 
XLV.  LORD'S  DAY,  477—486. 
XLVI.  LORD'S  DAY,  487— 189. 
XLVII.  LORD'S  DAY,  25,  490. 

XL VIII.  LORD'S  DAY,  491-494,  566.    See  Missionary  Hymns,  549- 
609. 
XLIX.  LORD'S  DAY,  495,  430,  436,  384,  346, 362, 363,  367,  378. 
L.  LORD'S  DAY,  496,  182,  448. 
LI.  LORD'S  DAY,  497. 
LI1.  LORD'S  DAY,  465,  432,  498-502,344,  347. 


HYMNS. 
NEW  ARRANGEMENT. 

INTRODUCTORY. 

1— P.  M.  Hymn  1.  Add. 

Praise. 

1  (~\K  Zion  tune  thy  voice, 

V_/  And  lift  thy  hands  on  high  ; 

Tell  all  the  world  thy  joys, 

And  shout  salvation  nigh : 
Cheerful  in  God,  arise  and  shine, 
While  rays  divine  stream  all  abroad. 

2  He  gilds  thy  mourning  face 
With  beams  that  cannot  fade; 
His  all  resplendent  grace 

He  pours  around  thy  head : 
The  nations  round,  thy  form  shall  view, 
With  lustre  new,  divinely  crown'd. 

3  In  honour  to  his  name, 
Reflect  that  sacred  light, 
And  loud  that  grace  pioclaim, 
Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright : 

Pursue  his  praise,  till  sov'reign  love, 
In  worlds  above,  thy  glory  raise. 

(261) 


262  HYMN  II. 

4  There,  on  his  holy  hill, 

A  brighter  sun  shall  rise, 

And  with  his  radiance  fill 

Those  fairer,  purer  skies  : 
While  round  his  throne,  ten  thousand  stars 
In  nobler  spheres,  his  influence  own. 

2— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  2.  Add. 

Praise. 

1  /~*\  0,  tune  thy  voice  to  sacred  song ; 
VT  Exert  thy  noblest  pow'rs ! 

Go,  mingle  with  the  choral  throng, 
The  Saviour's  praises  to  prolong, 
Amid  life's  fleeting  hours. 

2  0 !  hast  thou  felt  a  Saviour's  love, 

That  flame  of  heav'nly  birth  ? 
Then  let  thy  strains  melodious  prove, 
With  rapture  soaring  far  above 

The  trifling  toys  of  earth. 

3  Hast  found  the  pearl  of  price  unknown, 

That  cost  a  Saviour's  blood  1 
Heir  of  a  bright  celestial  crown, 
That  sparkles  near  th'  eternal  throne, 

O,  sing  the  praise  of  God ! 

4  Sing  of  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain 

That  man  might  be  forgiv'n ; 
Sing  how  he  broke  death's  bars  in  twain, 
Ascending  high  in  bliss  to  reign, 

The  God  of  earth  and  heav'n. 

5  Begin  on  earth  the  notes  of  praise, 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high," 
Sing  through  the  remnant  of  thy  days, 
At  death,  the  song  of  vict'ry  raise, 

And  soar  beyond  the  sky. 


HYMN  III.  263 

3— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  3.  Add. 

Praise. 

1  "OEGIN,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay, 

JD  Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 

And  praise  the  Almighty  name : 
Let  heav'n  and  earth,  and  seas  and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise, 
To  swell  th'  inspiring  theme. 

2  Thou  heav'n  of  heav'ns,  his  vast  abode, 
Ye  clouds,  proclaim  your  Maker — God, 

Ye  thunders,  speak  his  power ; 
Lo !  on  the  lightning's  fiery  wing, 
In  triumph  walks  th'  eternal  King : 

Th'  astonish'd  worlds  adore. 

3  Ye  deeps,  with  roaring  billows  rise, 
To  join  the  thunders  of  the  skies, 

Praise  him  who  bids  you  roll : 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air, 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

4  Wake,  all  ye  soaring  throngs,  and  sing; 
Ye  feather'd  warblers  of  the  spring, 

Harmonious  anthems  raise, 
To  him  who  shaped  your  finer  mould, 
Who  tipp'd  your  glitt'ring  wings  with  gold, 

And  tuned  your  voice  to  praise. 

5  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  sway'd, 
Let  man,  in  God's  own  image  made, 

His  breath  in  praise  employ ; 
Spread  wide  his  Maker's  name  around, 
Till  heav'n  shall  echo  back  the  sound,  ' 

In  songs  of  holy  joy. 


264  HYMN  IV,  V. 

4— L.  M.  Hymn  4.  Add 

Praise. 

1  /""10ME,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 
y~J  Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise : 
But  0,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame, 
"What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  I 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He,  glory  like  a  garment,  wears  : 
To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence  with  wisdom  shines ; 

His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing  ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  list'ning  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 

5— C.  M.  Hymn  5.  Add 

Perpetual  Praise. 

1  T7"ES,  I  will  bless  thee,  0  my  God, 

X     Through  all  my  mortal  days ; 
And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honours  of  my  God ; 
My  life,  with  all  its  active  pow'rs, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 


3  Not  death  itself  shall  stop  my  song, 
Though  death  will  close  my  eyes, 
My  thoughts  shall  then  to  nobler  heights 
And  sweeter  raptures  rise. 


, 


HYMN  VI.  265 

4  There  shall  my  lips  in  endless  praise 
Their  grateful  tribute  pay  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue 
And  an  eternal  day. 

6— L.  M.  Hymn  1,  B.  8. 

Creation  praising  God. 

1  ri^HE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
-L    With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 

And  spangled  heav'ns,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

2  The  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  pow'r  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land. 

The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale  ; 
And,  nightly,  to  the  list'ning  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth. 

4  Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What,  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball ; 
What,  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found; 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  singing,  as  they  shine, 

"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 
12 


266  HYMN  VII,  VIII. 

7— 8s  7s  4s,  Hymn  6.  Add 

Invocation. 

1  TN  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling, 
JL  We,  thy  people,  now  draw  near; 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling  ; 

Speak,  and  let  thy  servants  hear — 

Hear  with  meekness, 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

2  "While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthen'd, 

Let  us  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee, 
Cheer'd  by  hope  and  daily  strengthen'd, 
We  would  run,  nor  weary  be ; 

Till  thy  glory 
Without  clouds  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There  in  worship,  purer,  sweeter, 

All  thy  people  shall  adore, 
Tasting  of  enjoyment,  greater 

Than  they  could  conceive  before ; 

Full  enjoyment, 
Full,  unmix'd,  for  evermore. 

8— P.  M.  7s.  Hymn  7.  Add 

Invocation. 

1  T   ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now  j 
-Li  At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 
O  !  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  compassion,  now  descend  ; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace  ; 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  Send  some  message,  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 
Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 


HYMN  IX,  X.  267 

4  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn ; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Those  who  are  cast  down,  lift  up ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

5  Grant,  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee,  a  God  supremely  kind : 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free- 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

9— P.  M.  7,  Hymn  8.  Add 

Invocation. 

1  "T   ORD,  behold  thy  people  here, 

-Li   Come  to  learn  what  thou  wilt  say ; 
O,  in  mercy  now  draw  near ; 
Meet  thy  people  when  they  pray; 
Thou  art  God,  and  thou  alone, 
Lord,  we  worship  at  thy  throne. 

2  Jesus,  'tis  on  thee  we  call, 
Israel's  Saviour,  Israel's  King; 
Low  before  thy  feet  we  fall ; 
Thee,  whom  angels  love,  we  sing; 
Saviour,  lead  us  in  the  way, 
Only  thee  would  we  obey. 

3  Teach  us  what  we  do  not  know, 
Lord,  instruct  us  in  thy  will  ; 
What  we  learn.  O  may  we  do  ! 
To  thy  voice  obedient  still  ; 
Close  to  thee  may  we  abide, 
Thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  Guide. 

10— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  9.  Add. 

Social  Worship. 
1  u  "TTTHERE  two  or  three  together  meet, 
V  V     My  love  and  mercy  to  repeat 
And  tell  what  I  have  done, 


268  HYMN  XL 

There  will  I  be,?'  saith  God,  "  to  bless, 
And  ev"ry  burden'd  soul  redress, 
Who  worships  at  my  throne." 

2  Make  one  in  this  assembly,  Lord, 

Speak  to  each  heart  some  cheering  word, 

To  set  the  spirit  free  ; 
Impart  a  kind  celestial  shower, 
And  grant  that  we  may  spend  an  hour 

In  fellowship  with  thee. 

11— C.  M.  Hymn  10.  Add 

Invocation. 


1  TN 
1  r. 


thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  come, 
To  worship  at  thy  feet ; 
O  pour  thy  Holy  Spirit  down 
On  all  that  now  shall  meet. 


2  We  come  to  hear  Jehovah  speak, 

To  hear  the  Saviour's  voice  : 
Thy  face  and  favour,  Lord,  we  seek, 
Now  make  our  hearts  rejoice. 

3  Teach  us  to  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear, 

And  understand  thy  word  ; 
To  feel  thy  blissful  presence  near, 
And  trust  our  living  Lord. 

4  Here  let  thy  power  and  grace  be  felt ; 

Thy  love  and  mercy  known ; 
Our  icy  hearts,  dear  Jesus,  melt, 
And  break  this  flinty  stone. 

5  Let  sinners,  Lord,  thy  goodness  prove, 

And  saints  rejoice  in  thee ; 
Let  rebels  be  subdued  by  love, 
And  to  the  Saviour  flee. 


HYMN  XII,  XIII.  269 

6  This  house,  with  grace  and  glory  fill, 
This  congregation  bless  ; 
Thy  great  salvation  now  reveal — 
Thy  glorious  righteousness. 

12— C.  M.  Hymn  11.  Add. 

Confession,  Prayer,  and  Praise. 

1  T   ORD !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 
JLrf   And  our  confessions  pour, 

Teach  us  to  feel  the  sins  we  own 
And  hate  what  we  deplore. 

2  Our  broken  spirits  pitying  see, 

True  penitence  impart : 
Then  let  a  kindling  glance  from  thee 
Beam  hope  on  every  heart. 

3  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayeb, 

Oh,  let  our  wills  resign ; 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosom  share, 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 

4  Let  faith  each  weak  petition  fill, 

And  lift  it  to  the  skies ; 
And  teach  our  hearts  *t  is  goodness  still 
Which  grants  it,  or  denies. 

5  When  our  united  voices  strive 

Their  cheerful  hymns  to  raise, 
Let  love  divine  within  us  live, 
And  lift  our  souls  in  praise. 

|  13— C.  M.  Hymn  12.  Add. 

God's  Presence  sought. 

1     A  GAIN  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 
XIl.  And  to  thy  courts  repair ; 
Again  with  joyful  feet  we  come, 
To  meet  our  Saviour  there. 


270  HYMN  XIV. 

2  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear  ! 
Thy  presence  now  display : 
We  bow  within  thy  house  of  prayer ; 
O  !   give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

.  3  The  clouds  which  veil  thee  from  our  sight, 
In  pity,  Lord,  remove  ; 
Dispose  our  minds  to  hear  aright 
The  message  of  thy  love. 

4  Help  us,  with  holy  fear  and  joy, 
To  bow  before  thy  face ; 
And  make  us,  creatures  of  thy  power, 
The  children  of  thy  grace. 

14— C.  M.  Hymn  13.  Add. 

A  Blessing  sought. 

1  /^lOME,  0  thou  all- victorious  Lord, 
v^  Thy  power  to  us  make  known ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 

And  break  these  hearts  of  stone. 

2  Speak  with  the  voice  which  wakes  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  sleeper  rise  ; 
And  let  each  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

3  To  each  a  sense  of  guilt  impart, 

And  then  remove  the  load ; 
Quicken  and  wash  the  troubled  heart 
In  thine  atoning  blood. 

4  Our  desperate  state  through  sin  declare, 

And  speak  our  sins  forgiven  ; 
By  daily  growth  in  grace  prepare, 
Then  take  us  up  to  heav'ru 


HYMN  XV,  XVI.  271 

15— 7s.  Hi-mn  14.  Add. 

Before  Hearing. 

1  O OURCE  of  light  and  power  divine, 
O   Deign  upon  thy  truth  to  shine ; 
Lord,  behold  thy  servant  stands, 

Lo !  to  thee,  he  lifts  his  hands  j 
Satisfy  his  soul's  desire, 
Touch  his  lips  with  holy  fire  ! 
Source  of  light  and  power  divine, 
Deign  upon  thy  truth  to  shine. 

2  Breathe  thy  Spirit,  so  shall  fall 
Unction  sweet  upon  us  all  ; 
Till  by  odours  scatter'd  round, 
Christ  himself  be  traced  and  found ; 
Then  shall  ev'ry  raptured  heart, 
Rich  in  peace  and  joy,  depart. 
Source  of  light  and  power  divine  ; 
Deign  upon  thy  truth  to  shine. 

16— L.  M.  Hymn  15.  Add. 

Worship. 

1  TTOW  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 
JLj_  And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lordl 
Dear  Saviour,  on  thy  people  smile, 

And  come  according  to  thy  word. 

2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 
That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee : 
Ah,  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet ! 

Let  this  the  "  gate  of  heaven"  be. 

3  "  Chief  of  ten  thousand,"  now  appear, 
That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face  j 
O,  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear, 
And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place. 


272  HYMN  XVII,  XVIII. 

4  Lord,  let  thy  people's  views  be  clear, 
And  let  their  hearts  be  fill'd  with  love  ; 
0  may  their  light  to  all  appear, 
And  prove  their  doctrines  from  above. 

17— L.  M.  Hymn  123,  B.  2 

Commencement  of  Public  Worship. 

1  ri^HY  presence,  gracious  God,  afford — 
JL    Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word ; 

Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mixt  with  what  we  hear. 

2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above  j 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 
And  satisfied  with  living  bread. 

3  To  us  thy  sacred  word  apply, 
With  sov'reign  pow'r  and  energy ; 
And  may  we,  in  true  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 


THE  SCRIPTURES. 

1 8— C.  M.  Hymn  31,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

The  Bible. 

1  T^ATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
A.     What  endless  glory  shiues! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd 

For  these  celestial  lines  ! 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find; 
Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 


HYMN  XIX.  273 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  sweet  repast  ; 
Sublimer  sweets,  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  springs  of  consolation  rise, 

To  cheer  the  fainting  mind  ; 

And  thirsty  souls  receive  supplies, 

And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

5  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heav'nly  peace  around  ; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound ! 

6  0  may  these  heav'nly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light ! 

7  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  for  ever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there ! 

19— C.  M.  Hymn  16.  Add. 

The  Scriptures. 
1    nnHIS  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
JL    The  pearl  of  price  unknown  : 
And  they  are  all  divinely  wise 
Who  make  that  pearl  their  own. 

S  Here  consecrated  water  flows, 
To  quench  our  thirst  for  sin : 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows — « 
No  danger  dwells  therein. 

3  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strife, 
Where  wit  and  reason  fail ; 
Our  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale 
12* 


274  HYMN  XX,  XXI. 

4  O  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 
Our  roving  feet  command  ; 
Nor  we  forsake  the  happy  roach 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

20— C.  M.  Hymn  17.   Add 

The  Scriptures. 

1  TTOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
XX  By  inspiration  given  ! 

Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way  ; 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

21— L.  M.  Hymn  18.  Add 

The  Scriptures. 

1  Tl /TORE  joy  than  earth  can  e'er  afford, 
JLV-L  Is  found  in  God's  delightful  word ; 
Be  it  my  study,  night  and  day, 

My  guide  through  all  the  lonely  way. 

2  Clothed  with  a  majesty  divine, 

Its  doctrines  and  its  precepts  shine ; 
Infinite  wisdom,  truth  and  grace, 
Appear  in  ail  its  promises. 

3  5T  is  here  the  Lord,  as  in  a  glass, 
Displays  the  glories  of  his  face, 
Stoops  from  his  high,  imperial  throne, 
And  makes  his  great  salvation  known. 


HYMN  XXII,  XXIII.  ^75 

4  Then  be  his  word  to  all  address'd — 
Able  to  make  us  wise  and  blest — 
Till  the  whole  earth  shall  own  his  name, 
And  all,  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  2—L.  M.  Hymn  1 9.  Add. 

Tlve  Scriptures. 

1  rT^HY  word,  0  Lord,  is  light  and  food, 
-L    The  law  of  truth,  and  source  of  good  : 

There  thou  hast  pointed  out  my  way 
To  pardon  and  perpetual  day. 

2  May  I  receive  it.  Lord,  as  thine, 
Receive  it  as  thy  word  divine, 
With  firm  assent,  with  list'ning  ear, 
With  bending  heart,  and  filial  fear. 

3  Make  me  to  know  its  saving  might, 

Its  quick'ning  power,  its  cheerful  light: 
May  it  my  stubborn  heart  subdue, 
And  still  my  sinful  soul  renew ! 

4  0 !  let  it  richly  dwell  within, 

To  keep  me  from  the  snares  of  sin, 
And  guide  me  still  to  choose  thy  way, 
That  I  no  more  may  go  astray. 

23— C.  M.  Hymn  20.  Add. 

The  riches  of  God's  word. 
1   T    ET  worldly  men  from  shore  to  shore 
JLi   Their  favourite  god  pursue ; 
Thy  word,  O  Lord,  we  value  more 
Than  India  or  Peru. 

I  Here  mines  of  knowledge,  love,  and  joy 
Are  open  to  our  sight ; 
The  purest  gold  without  alloy 
And  gems  divinely  bright. 


276  HYMN    XXIV. 

3  The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 

These  sacred  leaves  unfold  ; 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptured  eyes  behold. 

4  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redrest, 

And  all  our  wants  supplied : 
Nought  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest 
Is  in  this  book  denied. 

5  For  these  inestimable  gains 

That  so  enrich  the  mind, 
O  may  we  search  with  eager  pains, 
Assured  that  we  shall  find. 

24— L.  M.  Hymn  21.  Add. 

A  Saviour  seen  in  the  Scriptures. 

1  "IVfOW  let  my  soul,  eternal  King, 

JL 11    To  thee  its  grateful  tribute  bring ; 
My  knee,  with  humble  homage,  bow, 
My  tongue  perform  its  solemn  vow. 

2  All  nature  sings  thy  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below  and  worlds  above ; 
But,  in  thy  blessed  word,  I  trace 
Diviner  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

3  There,  what  delightful  truths  I  read! 
There,  I  behold  the  Saviour  bleed ; 
His  name  salutes  my  listening  ear, 
Revives  my  heart,  and  checks  my  fear. 

4  There  Jesus  bids  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  gives  my  lab"ring  conscience  peace  ; 
Raises  my  grateful  passions  high, 

And  points  to  mansions  in  the  sky. 

5  For  love  like  this,  O!  let  my  song, 
Through  endless  years,  thy  praise  prolong  j 
Let  distant  climes  thy  name  adore, 

Till  time  and  nature  are  no  more. 


HYMN  XXV,  XXVI.  277 


DIVINE  PERFECTIONS. 

25— L.  M.  Hymn  47,  P.  2.  B.  ]. 

The  name  of  God  exalted  above  all  praise. 

1  ~n*  TERNAL  Pow'r  !  whose  high  abode 
Xj   Becomes  the  grandeur  of  our  God  j 
Immensely  far,  beyond  the  bounds, 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

2  The  lowest  step  above  thy  seat 
Rises  too  high  for  Gabriel's  feet ; 
In  vain  the  tallest  angel  tries 

To  reach  the  height  with  wond'ring  eyes. 

3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do  ? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too ; 
From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  cry, 
The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High ! 

4  Earth,  from  afar,  has  heard  thy  fame, 

And  worms  have  learn'd  to  lisp  thy  name ; 

But  0 !  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

5  God  is  in  heav'n,  but  man  below  ; 

Rais'd  be  our  thoughts ;  our  words  be  few ; 
A  sacred  rev'rence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 

26— P.  M.  Hymn  4,  Pt.  1.  B.  ' 

The  perfection  of  God. 
1   npHE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
J-    His  throne  is  built  on  high  ; 
The  garments  he  assumes, 
Are  light  and  majesty. 
His  glories  shine  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  eye  can  bear  the  sight. 


278  HYMN  XXVII. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 
Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holy  law : 

And  where  his  love  resolves  to  bless, 
His  truth  confirms  and  seals  the  grace. 

3  Thro'  all  his  perfect  works 
Surprising  wisdom  shines ; 
Confounds  the  pow'rs  of  hell, 
And  breaks  their  curs'd  designs: 

Strong  is  his  arm,  and  shall  fulfil 
His  great  decrees,  his  sov'reign  will. 

4  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory  condescend  ? 

And  will  he  write  his  name, 

My  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 
I  love  his  name,  I  love  his  word ; 
Join  all  my  pow'rs,  and  praise  the  Lord. 

27— L.  M.  Hymn  9,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

God  the  Father,  the  almighty  Creator 

1  A  LMIGHTY  God,  we  praise  and  own 
Jt\.  Thee  our  Creator,  King  alone  ; 

All  things  were  made  to  honour  thee, 
0  Father  of  eternity  ! 

2  To  thee  all  angels  loudly  cry, 

The  heav'ns  and  all  the  pow'rs  on  high, 
Cherubs  and  seraphim  proclaim, 
And  cry,  Thrice  holy  to  thy  name ! 

3  Lord  God  of  hosts,  thy  presence  bright 
Fills  heav'n  and  earth  with  beauteous  light , 
Th'  apostles'  happy  company, 

And  ancient  prophets,  all  praise  thee. 


HYMN  XXVIII.  279 


4  The  crowned  martyrs'  noble  host, 
The  holy  church  in  ev'ry  coast, 
Their  Maker  for  their^  Father  own, 
Now  reconcil'd  in  Christ  his  Son. 


28— L.  M.  Hymn  35,  Pt  2.  B.  1. 

God  incomprehensible. 


*C 


AN  creatures,  to  perfection,  find 
Th'  eternal,  uncreated  Mind  ? 
Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  His  nature  out? 


2  Tis  high  as  heav'n,  'tis  deep  as  hell, 
And  what  can  mortals  know,  or  tell  1 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3  God  is  a  King  of  pow'r  unknown, 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 

Or  ask  him  why,  or  what  he  does  1 

4  He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole: 
He  calms  the  tempest  of  the  soul  ; 

When  he  shuts  up  in  long  despair, 
Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  ? 

5  He  frowns,  and  darkness  veils  the  moon, 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon ; 
The  pillars  of  heavn's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

6  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  ; 

But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face? 
Who  can  endure  his  light,  or  stand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 


280  HYMN  XXIX,  XXX. 

29— C.  M.  Hymn  22.  Add 

Gh-eatness. 

1  npHY  greatness,  Lord,  what  thought  can  reach  * 
JL    What  mortal  tongue  can  tell  1 

Thy  throne  is  fix'd,  thy  power  extends 
O'er  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell. 

2  Who  can  evade,  or  who  resist, 

The  vengeance  of  a  God  ? 
Thy  fearful  wrath,  when  once  provoked, 
Spreads  terror  all  abroad. 

3  The  wide  dominion  and  the  power, 

The  sov'reignty  is  thine  : 
'T  is  thine  the  universe  to  rule, 
With  majesty  divine. 

4  To  thee,  by  all  the  hosts  of  heaven, 

And  all  of  human  race, 
Be  everlasting  honours  given 
And  universal   praise. 

30— C.  M.  Hymn  23.  Add. 

Omniscience. 

1  TN  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 
X  In  vain  my  soul  would  try 

To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thine  all  surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

While  yet  unforin'd  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 


HYMN  XXXI.  281 

4  0  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 

To  guard  my  soul  from  ev'ry  ill, 

Secured  by  sov'reign  love. 

31— C.  M.  D.  Hymn  24.  Add. 

Omnipotence. 

1  rpHE  Lord  our  God  is  full  of  might, 
J-    The  winds  obey  his  will ; 

He  speaks,  and  in  his  heav'nly  height 

The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 
Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land, 

With  threat'ning  aspect  roar  ; — ■ 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 

And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

2  Ye  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine  ;— 

Without  his  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  lofty  pine, 

Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 
His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar — 

In  distant  peals  it  dies; 
He  yokes  the  whirlwind  to  his  car, 

And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

3  He  lives,  he  reigns  in  ev'ry  land, 

From  winter's  polar  snows 
To  where  across  the  burning  sand, 

The  blasting  meteor  goes. 
Ye  nations,  bend,  in  rev:rence  bend : 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod, 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend, 

To  celebrate  your  God ! 


282  HYMN  XXXII,  XXXIII. 

32— L.  M.  Hymn  25.  Add. 

Invisible. 

1  TT7ITH  deepest  rev'rence  at  thy  throne, 

VV     Jehovah,  peerless  and  unknown, 
Our  feeble  spirits  strive,  in  vain, 
A  glimpse  of  thee,  great  God,  to  gain. 

2  Who,  by  the  closest  search,  can  find 
Thy  mighty,  uncreated  mind  ? 

Nor  men,  nor  angels  can  explore 

Thy  heights  of  love,  thy  depths  of  power. 

3  "We  know  thee  not ;  but  this  we  know, 
Thou  reign'st  above,  thou  reign'st  below  : 
And  though  thine  essence  is  unknown, 
To  all  the  world  thy  power  is  shown. 

4  That  power  we  trace  on  every  side  ; 
Oh  may  thy  wisdom  be  our  guide  ! 
And  while  we  live,  and  when  we  die, 
May  thine  almighty  love  be  nigh. 

33— P.  M.  Hymn  2G.  Add 

Ever  living. 

1  ri^HE  Lord  Jehovah  lives, 

JL    And  blessed  be  my  Rock  ; 

Though  earth  her  bosom  heaves 

And  mountains  feel  the  shock ; 
Though  oceans  rage  and  torrents  roar ; 
He  is  the  same  for  evermore. 

2  The  Lord  Jehovah  lives — 
The  dying  sinner's  Friend  : 
How  purely  he  forgives 
The  follies  that  offend  : 

He  wipes  the  penitential  tear, 

Bids  faith  and  hope,  the  spirit  cheer. 


HYMN  XXXIV.  283 

3  The  Lord  Jehovah  lives, 
To  hear  and  answer  prayer, 
Whoe'er  in  him  believes 
And  trusts  his  guardian  care, 

A  Father's  tender  love  shall  know, 
Whence  living  streams  of  comfort  flow. 

4  The  Lord  Jehovah  lives, 
Salvation  to  secure  : 
The  title  that  he  gives 
Will  be  forever  sure  : 

'Tis  drawn  in  characters  of  blood, 
'Tis  issued  from  the  throne  of  God. 

34_C.  M.  Hymn  28.  Add. 

God  known  by  his  Works. 

1  T  SING  th'  almighty  power  of  God, 
JL  That  made  the  mountains  rise, 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 

And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordakfd 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  filfd  the  earth  with  food ; 
He  form'd  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  There's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below, 

But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
And  clouds  arise  and  tempests  blow 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

5  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  display'd, 

Where'er  I  turn  mine  eye ; 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky. 


284  HYMN  XXXV. 

6  Creatures  (as  numerous  as  they  be) 
Are  subject  to  thy  care  ; 
There  's  not  a  place  where  we  can  flee 
But  God  is  present  there. 


35— L.  M.  D.  Hymn  29.  Add 

Voice  of  Creation. 

1  rpHERE  seems  a  voice  in  ev'ry  gale, 
JL    A  tongue  in  ev'ry  op'ning  flower, 
Which  tells,  0  Lord,  "  the  wondrous  talt»  ' 
Of  thy  indulgence,  love,  and  power. 

The  birds  that  rise  on  quivering  wing, 
Appear  to  hymn  their  Maker's  praise, 
And  all  the  mingling  sounds  of  spring 
To  thee  one  general  chorus  raise. 

2  And  shall  my  voice,  great  God,  alone, 
Be  mute  midst  nature's  loud  acclaim  ? 
No,  let  my  heart  with  answ'ring  tone, 
Breathe  forth  in  praise  thy  holy  name 
And  nature's  debt  is  small  to  mine, 
Thou  badest  her  being,  bounded  be, 
But — matchless  proof  of  love  divine- 
Thou  gavest  immortal  life  to  me. 

3  The  Saviour  left  his  heav'nly  throne, 
A  ransom  for  my  soul  to  give ; 
Man's  suffering  state  he  made  his  own 
And  deign'd  to  die  that  I  might  live. 
But  thanks  and  praise  for  love  so  great 
No  mortal  tongue  can  e'er  express, 
Then  let  me,  bow'd  before  thy  feet, 

In  silence  love  thee,  Lord,  and  bless 


HYMN  XXXVI,  XXXVII.  **85 

36— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  27.  Add 

The  Love  of  God. 
"Y  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise  ; 


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low  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze, 

How  sweetly  bloom  below  ! 
It  streams  from  thine  eternal  throne ; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  forever  run, 

And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

2  'T  is  love  that  paints  the  purple  morn, 
And  bids  the  clouds,  in  air  upborne, 

Their  genial  drops  distil ; 
In  every  vernal  beam  it  glows, 
And  breathes  in  every  gale  that  blows, 

And  glides  in  every  rill. 

3  But  in  the  gospel  it  appears 
In  sweeter,  fairer  characters, 

And  charms  the  ravish'd  breast ; 
There  love  immortal  leaves  the  sky, 
To  wipe  the  drooping  mourner's  eye 

And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4  Then  let  the  love  that  makes  me  blest 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breast, 

And  ardent   gratitude  ; 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  passions  tend 
To  thee,  my  Father  and  my  Friend — 

My  soul's  eternal  good. 

37— C.  M.  Hymn  3,  B.  S. 

Love  of  God. 

1   /^1 OME,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 
v_y    And   lift  your  souls  above  : 
Let  ev'ry  heart  and  voice  accord, 
To  sing  that  God  is  love. 


286  HFTMN  XXXYIIT. 

2  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 

And  all  his  mercies  prove; 

Jesus,  the  gift  of  gifts,  appears 

To  show,  that  God  is  love. 

3  Sinai,  in  clouds,  and  smoke,  and  fire, 

Thunders  his  dreadful  name; 
But  Zion  sings,  in  melting  notes, 
The  honours  of  die  Lamb. 

4  In  all  his  doctrines  and  commands, 

His  counsels  and  designs — 
In  ev'ry  work  his  hands  have  fram'd, 
His  love  supremely  shines. 

5  Angels  and  men  the  news  proclaim, 

Thro'  earth  and  heaven  above, 
The  joyful  and  transporting  news, 
That  God   the  Lord,  is  love. 


38— C.  M.  Hymn  4,  B.  2 

Goodness  of  God. 

1  r  |>HY  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess, 
JL     Thy  goodness  we  adore, 

A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail, 
A  sea  without  a  shore. 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  thy  love  attest, 

In  ev'ry  golden  ray  ; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  ev'ry  season  crowns, 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields; 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines — ■ 
\\  nh  strength'-ning  grain,  the  fields. 


HYMN  XXXIX.  28'' 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen  ; 
There  like  a  sun  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  Pardon,  acceptance,  peace,  and  joy, 

Through  Jesus'  name  are  given  ; 
He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  high, 
That  we  might  reign  in  heaven. 

39— L.  M.  Hymn  4,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

The  justice  of  God. 

1  "p  TERNAL  King !  the  greatest,  best, 
J-J   For  ever  glorious,  ever  blest ; 
The  irreat  I  AM,  Jehovah,  Lord, 

By  seraphim  and  saint  ador"d. 

2  Justice  the  firm  foundation  lays, 

Of  all  thy  laws,  thy  works,  and  ways  : 

Obe -lient  souls  will  ever  find 

A  God  that's  faithful,  loving,  kind. 

3  But  he  who  sins,  becomes  accurs'd, 
Or  God  would  be  no  longer  just ; 
Curs'd  is  the  man,  who  dares  withdraw 
Obedience  from  thy  holy  law. 

4  Where  then,  great  God,  or  how  shall  we 
Approach  thy  dreadful  majesty  ! 

Thy  sacred  law  we  oft  have  broke, 
And  stand  obnoxious  to  thy  stroke. 

5  But.  0  thou  holy,  just,  and  true  ! 
Tho"  justice  must  have  all  its  due, 
Thou  canst  be  just,  yet  justify 
The  soul,  that  doth  on  Christ  rely. 

G  0  boundless  wisdom,  love  and  pow'r ! 
Thy  matchless  mercy  we  adore, 
That  found  out  this  amazing  plan, 
To  save  thy  mind  creature,  man. 


288  HYMN  XT,. 

7  We  plead  the  stiff  rings  of  thy  Son, 
We  plead  his  righteousness  alone ; 
He  bore  the  curse,  whence  thou  are  just 
In  pardning  those,  who  were  accurs'd. 


40— L.  M.  Hymn  4,  Pt  3.  B.  L 

Justice  and  mercy  united. 

1  TNFINITE  grace  !  and  can  it  be 

JL  That  heav*n's  supreme  should  stoop  so  low! 
A  wretch  to  visit,  vile  like  me  ; 
One  who  has  been  his  bitt'rest  foe  ! 

2  Can  holiness  and  wisdom  join, 

With  truth,  with  justice,  and  with  grace, 
To  make  eternal  blessings  mine, 
And  sin,  with  all  its  guilt,  erase  ? 

3  0  love !  beyond  conception  great. 
That  form'd  the  vast  stupendous  plan ! 
Where  all  divine  perfections  meet 

To  reconcile  rebellious  man ! 

4  There  wisdom  shines  in  fullest  blaze, 
And  justice  all  her  rights  maintains! 
Astonish'd  angels  stoop  to  gaze, 
While  mercy  o'er  the  guilty  reigns. 

5  Yes,  mercy  reigns,  and  justice  too  ; 
In  Christ  harmoniously  they  meet: 
He  paid  In  justice  all  her  due, 
And  now  lie  fills  the  mercy-seat. 

6  Such  are  the  wonders  of  our  God, 
And  such  lh'  amazing  depths  of  grace: 
To  save,  from  wrath's  vindictive  rod, 
The  chosen  sons  of  Adam's  race. 


HYMN  XLI.  289 

7  With  grateful  songs,  then  let  our  souls 
Surround  our  gracious  Father's  throne ; 
And  all  between  the  distant  poles 
His  truth  and  mercy  ever  own. 

41— L.  M.  Hymn  5.  B.  2. 

Loving-kindness  of  God. 

1  A  WAKE,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 

il  And  sing  the  great  Redeemer's  praise  j 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving-kindness,  Oh,  how  free! 

2  He  saw  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall, 

Yet  lov'd  me,  notwithstanding   all : 
He  sav'd  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving-kindness,  Oh,  how  great! 

3  Tho'  num'rous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Tho'  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loving-dindness,  Oh,  how  strong ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick,  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 
His  loving-kindness,  Oh,  how  good  ! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart, 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart  ; 
But,  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  pow'rs  must  fail ; 
Oh !  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death ! 

7  Then  let  me  mount,  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day, 
And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 

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290  HYMN  XLII,  XLIII. 

42— 8s.  Hymn  126.  B.  2 

Our  God  for  ever. 

1  fTlHIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

JL    Our  faithful,  unchangeable  Friend  ; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  pow'r, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end  ; 

2  'Tis  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last, 

Whose  spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home, 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

43— C.  M.  Hymn  122.  B.  2 

God  speaking  Peace  to  his  People. 

1  "l'TNITE,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite, 

\~J    In  silence  soft  and  sweet ; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  gently  down 
At  thy  great  Sov'reign's  feet. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard, 

Yet  gladly  I  attend  ; 
For  lo  !  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul, 

The  sounds  of  peace  convey ; 
The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides, 
And  winds  and  seas  obey. 

4  By  all  its  joys,  I  charge  my  heart 

To  grieve  his  love  no  more  ; 
But,  charm'd  by  melody  divine, 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 


HYMN  XLIV.  291 


TRINITY. 

44— L.  M.  Hymn  8,  Pt.  1.  B.  1, 

The  holy   Trinity. 

1  rTTHERE  is  one  God,  and  only  one, 
-I-    No  rivals  can  bis  essence  share  : 

He  is  Jehovah,  he  alone, 

And  with  the  Lord  none  can  compare. 

2  His  works,  thro'  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Express  their  Maker's  vast  designs : 
They  bear  the  impress  of  his  name, 

In  ev"ry  part  his  wisdom  shines. 

3  If  in  his  works  such  wonders  rise, 
How  much  more  wonderful  is  he, 
Whose  nature's  fill'd  with  mysteries ; 
His  being  One,  his  person  Three. 

4  What  finite  pow'r  with  ceaseless  toil, 
Can  comprehend  th'  eternal  Mind  ? 
Or,  who  th:  almighty  Three  and  One, 
By  searching  to  perfection,  find  ? 

5  Angels  and  men  in  vain  may  raise 
Harmonious,  their  adoring  songs  ; 

The  laboring  thoughts  sink  down  opprest, 
And  praises  die  upon  their  tongues. 

6  Yet  would  I  lift  my  trembling  voice, 
Th'  eternal  Three  in  One  to  sing ; 
And  mingling  faith,  while  I  rejoice, 
My  humble,  grateful  tribute  bring. 

7  All  glory  to  th'  eternal  Three, 
The  sacred  undivided  One  : 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be 
Co-equal  praise,  and  honours  done. 


292  HYMN   XLV,    XL VI. 


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45— L.  M.  Hymn  8,  Pt.  2.  B.  t 

The  triune  God,  the  God  of  our  salvation. 
ONG  ere  the  sun  began  his  days 
Or  moon  shot  forth  her  silver  rays, 
Salvation's  scheme  was  fixt,  'twas  done 
In  cov'nant  by  the  Three  in  One. 

2  The  Father  spake,  the  Son  replied, 
The  Spirit  with  them  both  complied  ; 
Grace  mov'd  the  cause  for  saving  man, 
And  wisdom  drew  the  noble  plan. 

3  The  Father  chose  his  only  Son 

To  die  for  sins,  that  man  had  done  j 
lmmanuel  to  the  choice  agreed, 
And  thus  secur'd  a  num'rous  seed. 

4  He  sends  his  Spirit  from  above, 
To  call  the  objects  of  his  love ; 
Not  one  shall  perish  or  be  lost : 

He  bought  them  dear ;  his  blood  they  cost. 

5  What  high  displays  of  sov'reign  grace ! 
What  love  to  save  a  ruin'd  race  ! 

My  soul,  adore  His  lovely  name, 
By  whom  thy  free  salvation  came. 

46— C.  M.  Hymn  8,  Pt.  3.  B,  t 

Praise  to  the  Holy  Trinity. 

1  T   ET  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord, 
JLi  Who  never  knew  thy  grace  ; 
But  our  loud  songs  shall  still  record 

The  wonders  of  thy  praise. 

2  We  raise  our  shouts,  0  God,  to  thee, 

And  send  them  to  thy  throne : 
All  glory  to  th'  united  Three, 
The  undivided  One. 


HYMN  XL VII.  293 

3  'Twas  he,  (and  we'll  adore  his  name) 

That  form'd  us  by  a  word  ; 
'Tis  he  restores  our  ruin'd  frame ; 
Salvation  to  the  Lord! 

4  Hosanna  !  let  the  earth  and  skies 

Repeat  the  joyful  sound; 
Rocks,  hills  and  vales  reflect  the  voice, 
In  one  eternal  round. 

47— P.  M.  6,  4.  Hymn  6.  B.  2. 

Praise  to  the  Trinity. 

1  piOME,  thou  Almighty  King, 
V_y  Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise ! 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days. 

2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  arise, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall ! 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  be  made  : 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stay'd ; 

Lord,  hear  our  call ! 

3  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword; 

Our  pray'r  attend  ! 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success ; 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend ! 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour  ; 


294  HYMN  XL VIII. 

Thou,  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  ev'ry  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 
Spirit  of  pow'r. 

5  To  the  great  One  in  Thuee, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore  ! 
His  sov'reign  majesty, 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


48— L.  M.  6  1.  Hymn  30.  Add 

•Adoration. 

1  T7" ES,  I  adore  thee,  O  my  God, 

JL     Father  supreme  of  earth  and  skies  ; 
Up  to  the  heav;ns  thy  bright  abode, 
Let  songs  of  praise  and  joy  arise  : 
Thou  art  the  High  and  Holy  One, 
Thy  will  through  earth  and  heaven  be  done. 

2  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  O  my  God, 

Son  of  the  Father,  wond'rous  King : 
"  Thou  hast  redeem'd  us  by  thy  blood," 
Sweet  is  the  anthem  we  would  sing ; 
O  Prince  of  Peace,  accept  the  strain, 
"Forever  live,  forever  reign." 

3  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  O  my  God, 
Blest  Comforter,  supreme,  divine ; 
Still  lead  me  in  the  narrow  road, 
Bid  heav'nly  light  around  me  shine : 
Spirit  of  Holiness,  impart 

Thy  gifts  to  every  trembling  heart. 


HYMN  XL1X.  295 

4  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  0  my  God, 

Blest  Three  in  One,  blest  One  in  Three ; 
Angels  that  fill  thy  high  abode, 
All  praise  and  glory  give  to  thee  : 
Earth  with  her  millions  shall  confess 
The  boundless  plenitude  of  grace. 


49— S.  M.  D-  Hymn  31.  Add. 

To  the  Holy  Trinity. 

1  f^UR  Father,  who  dost  lead 
V_-J  The  children  of  thy  grace, 

A  new-born  and  believing  seed, 

Through  this  wide  wilderness : 

Thy  providential  care 

In  dangers  past  we  own ; 
Still  let  thine  arm  be  ever  near ; 

Still  let  thy  love  be  shown. 

2  O  Saviour,  Lamb  of  God  ! 
Our  gracious  dying  Friend  ! 

Reveal  the  virtue  of  thy  blood, 

On  us  thy  mercy  send ; 

Thou  art  a  Master  kind, 

With  voice  and  person  sweet; 
Bestow  on  us  a  loving  mind, 

And  keep  us  at  thy  feet. 

3  Thou,  Holy  Spirit,  art 

Of  truth  the  promised  Seal ; 
Convincing  power  thou  dost  impart, 

And  Jesus'  grace  reveal: 

O,  breathe  thy  quick'ning  breath, 

And  light  and  life  afford  ; 
Instruct  us  how  to  live  by  faith, 

And  glorify  the  Lord. 


296  HYMN   L. 

50— P.  M.  Hymn  32.  Add 

Praise  to  the  Godhead. 

1  ~\T7"E  give  immortal  praise 

VV     To  God  the  Father's  love, 

For  all  our  comforts  here, 

And  better  hopes  above ; 
He  sent  his  own  eternal  Son 
To  die  for  sins  that  man  had  done. 

2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 
Immortal  glory  too, 

Who  bought  us,  with  his  blood, 

From  everlasting  wo ; 
And  now  he  lives,  and  now  he  reigns, 
And  sees  the  fruit  of  all  his  pains. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name 
Immortal  worship  give; 
Whose  new-creating  power 
Makes  the  dead  sinner  live ; 

His  work  completes  the  great  design, 
And  fills  the  soul  with  joy  divine. 

4  Almighty  God,  to  thee 
Be  endless  honours  done  ; 
The  undivided  Three, 
And  the  mysterious  One  ; 

Where  reason  fails,  with  all  her  powers, 
There  faith  prevails  and  love  adores. 


HYMN  LI.  297 


SON,  AND  MEDIATORIAL  WURK. 

1.  Praise  to  Him. 

2.  DlVINITT  AXD    SoNSHIP. 

3.  Names,  Titles — Various  Appellations. 

4.  His  work  in  general — Advent — Death— 

Atoneme-vt — Resurrection — Ascension 
and  Exaltation. 

51— P.  M.  6,  4.  Hymn  17.  B.  2. 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

1  /~1  LORY  to  God  on  high : 

vJ  Let  heav'n  and  earth  reply — 

Praise  ye  his  name ! 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore  ; 
And  sing  for  evermore, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

2  All  they  around  the  throne, 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praising  his  name  ; 

We,  who  have  felt  his  blood, 

Sealing  our  peace  with  God, 

Sound  his  dear  name  abroad- 
Worthy  the  Lamb. 

3  Join,  all  ye  ransom'd  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless ; 

Praise  ye  his  name  : 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice — 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

13* 


298  HYMN  LI1. 

4  What  tho'  we  change  our  place — 
Yet  we  shall  never  cease 

Praising  his  name : 
To  him  our  songs  we  bring— 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  without  ceasing  sing, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

52— P.  M.  Hymn  18.  B.  2. 

Praise  to  Christ. 

1  Z^IOME,  ev'ry  pious  heart 

V_^   That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 

Your  noblest  power  exert 

To  celebrate  his  fame  : 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 

2  He  left  his  starry  crown, 
And  laid  his  robes  aside  : 

On  wings  of  love  came  down, 
And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died  : 
What  he  endur'd,  oh,  who  can  tell  * 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell. 

3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 
The  mansion  of  the  dead  ; 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 
In  glorious  triumph  led  : 

(Jp  thro'  the  sky  the  conq'ror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high  the  Saviour  God. 

4  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 
The  debt  we  owe  thy  love ; 
Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 
Our  gratitude  approve  : 

Our  hearts — our  all  to  thee  we  give  : 
The  gift,  thor  small,  do  thou  receive. 


HYMN  LIII.  299 

53— P.  M.  8,  7.  Hymn  19.  B.  2. 

Praise  for  Redeeming  Love. 

1  T   ET  us  love,  and  sing,  and  wonder, 

1  J  Let  us  praise  the  Saviour's  name, 
He  has  hush'd  the  law's  loud  thunder, 
He  has  quench'd  mount  Sinai's  flame : 
He  has  wash'd  us  with  his  blood ; 
He  has  brought  us  nigh  to  God. 

2  Let  us  love  the  Lord  who  bought  us, 

Pitied  us  when  enemies, 
Call'd  us  by  his  grace,  and  taught  us, 
Gave  us  ears,  and  gave  us  eyes : 
He  has  wash'd  us  with  his  blood, 
He  presents  our  souls  to  God. 

3  Let  us  sing,  though  fierce  temptations 

Threaten  hard  to  bear  us  down ! 
For  the  Lord,  our  strong  salvation, 
Holds  in  view  the  conqu'ror's  crown : 
He  who  wash'd  us  in  his  blood 
Soon  will  bring  us  home  to  God. 

4  Let  lis  wonder;  grace  and  justice 

Join,  and  point  to  mercy's  store ; 
When  through  grace,  in  Christ  our  trust  is, 
Justice  smiles,  and  asks  no  more  : 
He  who  wash'd  us  with  his  blood, 
Has  secur'd  our  way  to  God. 

5  Let  us  praise,  and  join  the  chorus 

Of  the  saints  enthron'd  on  high  ; 
Here  they  trusted  him  before  us, 
Now  their  praises  fill  the  sky : 
"  Thou  hast  wash'd  us  with  thy  blood, 
"  Thou  art  worthy,  Lamb  of  God." 


300  HYMN  LIV. 

6  Hark!  the  name  of  Jesus,  sounded 
Loud  from  golden  harps  above  ! 
Lord,  we  blush,  and  are  confounded, 
Faint  our  praises,  cold  our  love : 
Wash  our  souls,  and  songs  with  blood, 
For  by  thee  we  come  to  God. 

54— C.  M.  Hymn  13,  Pt.  5.  B.  I. 

Jesus  is  our  Lord  and  Master. 

1  Z^IOME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
v-/  And  joy  to  make  it  known, 

The  Sov'reign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
Arid  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  Lord,  your  Master  crown'd 

With  glories  all  divine ! 
And  tell  the  wond'ring  nations  round, 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  Infinite  pow'r  and  boundless  grace, 

In  him  unite  their  rays  : 
You,  that  have  e'er  beheld  his  face, 
Can  you  forbear  his  praise  ? 

4  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King; 
We  long  to  love,  as  angels  do, 
And  wish,  like  them,  to  sing. 

5  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise : 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

6  0  happy  period  !  glorious  day ! 

When  heav'n  and  earth  shall  raise, 
With  all  their  pow'rs,  th'  enraptured  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 


HYMN  LV,  LVI.  301 

55— S.  M.  Hymn  145.  B.  L 

The  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

1  A  WAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
-TX.  Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb ; 

Wake,  ev'ry  heart,  and  ev'ry  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love, 
Sing  of  his  rising  pow'r ; 

Sing  how  he  intercedes  above, 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing,  on  your  heav'nly  way, 
Ye  ransom'd  sinners,  sing ; 

Sing  on  rejoicing,  ev'ry  day, 
In  Christ,  the  exalted  King. 

4  Soon  shall  your  raptur'd  tongue 
His  endless  praise  proclaim ; 

And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

56— C.  M.  Hymn  11,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

Glorying  in  Christ. 

1  T'M  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
JL  Nor  to  defend  his  cause  ; 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 

The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God  !  I  know  his  name ; 

His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm,  as  his  throne,  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 


302  HYMN  LVII,  LVIII. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name, 
Before  his  Father's  face  ; 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

57— L.  M.  Hymn  11,  Pt.  5.  B.  1 

Glorying  in  Christ. 

1  rf^HE  wond'ring  world  inquires  to  know 
JL    Why  I  should  love  my  Jesus  so : 

"  What  are  his  charms,"  say  they,  "  above 
"  The  objects  of  a  mortal  love  ?" 

2  All-over  glorious  is  my  Lord, 

He  must  be  lov'd  and  yet  ador'd ; 
His  worth  if  all  the  nations  knew, 
Sure  the  whole  earth  would  love  him  too. 

3  The  Love  of  Christ  is  strong  as  death, 
He  seal'd  it  with  his  latest  breath ; 
My  love  to  him,  secur'd  by  grace, 

No  pains  nor  doubts  can  e'er  deface. 

4  What  can  destroy,  what  separate 
A  love  so  pure,  so  free,  so  great  ? 

In  heav'n  both  faith  and  hope  subside  j 
But  love  for  ever  will  abide. 

58— C.  M.  Hymn  11,  Pt.  2  B.  1 

The  name  of  Jesus. 

1  TTOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds, 
XI  In  a  believer's  ear! 

It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 


HYMN  LIX.  303 

3  Dear  name  !  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 

My  shield  and  hiding  place  ; 
My  never- failing  treas"ry,  fill'd 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace ! 

4  Jesus  !  my  Shepherd,  Husband,  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End  j 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But,  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
111  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

6  Till  then,  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  ev'ry  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

59— L.  M.  Hymn  12,  Pt.  3,  B.  1. 

Christ  is  all,  and  in  all. 

1  TN  Christ  I've  all  my  soul's  desire  ; 
JL  His  Spirit  does  my  heart  inspire 
With  boundless  wishes  large  and  high : 
And  Christ  will  all  my  wants  supply. 

2  Christ  is  my  Hope,  my  Strength  and  Guide , 
For  me  he  bled,  and  groan'd,  and  died : 

He  is  my  Sun,  to  give  me  light, 
He  is  my  soul's  supreme  delight. 

3  Christ  is  the  source  of  all  my  bliss, 
My  Wisdom,  and  my  Righteousness— 
My  Saviour,  Brother,  and  my  Friend ; 
On  him  alone  I  now  depend. 

4  Christ  is  my  King  to  rule  and  bless, 
And  all  my  troubles  to  redress; 
He's  my  Salvation  and  my  All, 
Whate'er  on  earth  shall  me  befal. 


304  HYMN  LX,  LXI. 

5  Christ  is  my  Strength  and  Portion  too, 
My  soul  in  him  can  all  things  do  ; 
Thro'  him  I  '11  triumph  o"er  the  grave, 
And  death,  and  ev'ry  foe  outbrave. 

60— C.  M.  Hymn  36.  Add. 

All  in  all. 

1  /COMPARED  with  Christ,  in  all  beside 
v^   No  comeliness  I  see ; 

The  one  thing  needful,  dearest  Lord, 
Is  to  be  one  with  thee. 

2  The  sense  of  thy  redeeming  love 

Into  my  soul  convey; 
Thyself  bestow,  for  thee  alone, 
My  All  in  all,  I  pray. 

3  Less  than  thyself  will  not  suffice 

My  comfort  to  restore  ; 
More  than  thyself  I  cannot  crave, 
And  thou  canst  give  no  more. 

4  Loved  of  my  God,  for  him  again 

With  love  intense  I  'd  burn  ; 
Chosen  of  thee,  ere  time  began, 
I  'd  choose  thee  in  return. 

5  Whate'er  consists  not  with  thy  love, 

O  teach  me  to  resign  ; 
I  'm  rich  to  all  th'  intents  of  bliss 
If  thou,  0  God,  art  mine. 

61— C.  M.  Hymn  14,  Pt.  5,  B.  J 

God  reconciled  in  Christ. 

1  "pvEAREST  of  all  the  names  above, 
J-J  My  Jesus,  and  my  God, 
Who  can  resist  thy  heav'nly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood? 


HYMN  LXII.  305 

2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

The  Father  smiles  again ; 
'Tis  by  thy  interceding  breath, 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 

3  Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  find ; 
The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  Three 
Are  terrors  to  my  mind. 

4  But  if  Immanuel's  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy  begins  ; 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear, 
His  grace  removes  my  sins. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 

And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast ; 
I  love  th'  Incarnate  Mystery, 
And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 

62— C.  M.  Hymn  19,  Pt.  2.  B.  L 

Jesus  our  vital  Head. 

1  TESUS,  we  sing  thy  matchless  grace, 
«J    That  calls  poor  worms  thy  own ; 
Gives  us  among  thy  saints  a  place, 

To  make  thy  glories  known. 

2  Allied  to  thee,  our  vital  Head, 

We  live,  and  grow,  and  thrive: 
From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead, 
When  most  he  seems  alive. 

3  Thy  saints  on  earth,  and  those  above, 

Here  join  in  sweet  accord  : 
One  body  all  in  mutual  love, 
And  thou,  our  common  Lord. 

4  May  faith  from  thee  each  hour  derive 

Supplies  with  fresh  delight ; 
While  death  and  hell  in  vain  shall  strife 
This  bond  to  'Ufunite. 


306  HYMN  LXIII,  LXIV. 

5  Thou,  the  whole  body  wilt  present 
Before  thy  Father's  face  ; 
Nor  shall    a  wrinkle  or  a  spot 
Its  beauteous  form  disgrace. 

63— C.  M.  Hymn  32,  Pt.  4.  B.  1 

Love  to   Christ  desired. 

1  npHOU  lovely  Source  of  true  delight 
JL    Whom  I  unseen  adore, 

Unveil  thy  beauties  to  my  sight ; 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

2  Thy  glory  o'er  creation  shines ; 

But  in  thy  sacred  word 
I  read,  in  fairer,  brighter  lines, 
My  bleeding,  dying  Lord. 

3  'Tis  here,  whene'er  my  comforts  droop, 

And  sin  and  sorrow  rise, 
Thy  love,  with  cheerful  beams  of  hope, 
My  fainting  breath  supplies. 

4  But  ah !  too  soon  the  pleasing  scene 

Is  clouded  o'er  with  pain  ; 
My  gloomy  fears  rise  dark  between, 
And  I  again  complain. 

5  0  may  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 

The  wonders  of  thy  love ! 
But  the  full  glories  of  thy  face 
Are  only  known  above. 

64— C.  M.  Hymn  37.  Add 

Fulness  of  Christ. 
1   /~\     WHAT  rich  treasure  all  divine 
KJ  j   Is  hid  in  Christ  the  Lord ! 
From  him  what  rays  of  glory  shine, 
What  peace  his  paths  afford ! 


HYMN  LXV.  307 

2  In  him  our  light  and  life  are  found, 

Though  we  were  dead  before  ; 
And  now  he  makes  our  joys  abound, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore. 

3  When  sore  distress'd,  he  to  our  aid, 

On  rapid  pinions  flies  ; 
And  to  the  wounds  which  sin  has  mad  ;, 
A  healing  balm  applies. 

4  'Tis  from  his  fulness  we  receive, 

And  daily  grace  for  grace  ; 
That  to  his  glory  we  may  live, 
And  see  him  face  to  face. 

65— C  M.  Hymn  34.  Add 

Christ  Precious. 

1  TESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
«J     'Tis  music  to  my  ear ; 

Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  transport,  and  my  trust ; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 

In  thee  most  richly  meet ; 
Not  to  mine  eyes  is  life  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  0  may  thy  grace  still  cheer  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there ; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cor  lial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 

With  my  last  lab'ring  breath ; 
When  speechless,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms, 
My  joy  in  life  and  death. 


308  HYMN  LXVI,  LXVII. 

66— C.  M.  Hymn  41.  Ada. 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

1  /^~\   FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
y~y  9  My  dear  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 

The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

Let  saints  thy  love  proclaim, 
And  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  honours  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus,  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrow  cease ; 
'Tis  music  to  our  ravish'd  ears ; 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  It  breaks  the  powe*  of  reigning  sin, 

And  sets  the  prisoner  free  ; 
Thy  blood  can  cleanse  the  foulest  stain ; 
And  can  avail  for  me. 

67— C.  M.  Hymn  33.  Add 

Jesus. 

1  T3LEST  Jesus  !  when  my  soaring  thoughts 
-D  O'er  all  thy  graces  rove, 

How  is  my  soul  with  transport  lost 
In  wonder,  joy,  and  love. 

2  Not  softest  strains  can  charm  mine  ears 

Like  thy  beloved  name ; 
Nor  aught  beneath  the  skies  inspire 
My  heart  with  equal  flame. 

3  Where'er  I  look,  my  wond'ring  eyes 

Unnumber*d  blessings  see  ; 

But  what  is  life,  with  all  its  bliss, 

If  once  compared  with  thee? 


HYMN  LXVIII.  300 

4  Hast  thou  a  rival  in  my  breast? 

Search,  Lord,  for  thou  canst  tell 
If  aught  can  raise  my  passions  thus, 
Or  please  my  soul  so  well. 

5  No,  thou  art  precious  to  my  heart — 

My  portion  and  my  joy ; 
Forever  let  thy  boundless  grace 
My  sweetest  thoughts  employ. 

6  When  nature  faints,  around  my  bed 

Let  thy  bright  glories  shine  ; 
And  death  shall  all  his  terrors  lose, 
In  raptures  so  divine. 

68— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  35.  Add 

Excellence  of  Christ. 
COULD  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 


1  i-v     C( 
U,  O, 


could  I  sound  the  glories  forth 
That  in  my  Saviour  shine  ; 
I'd  soar  and  touch  the  heav*nly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 
In  notes  that  are  divine. 

2  I*d  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears 

Exalted  on  his  throne  ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would,  to  everlasting  days. 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

3  Soon  the  delightful  morn  will  come, 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face  ; 
There  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 


310  HYMN  LXIX,  LXX. 

69— 8s  7s.  Hymn  40.  Add. 

The  Grace  of  Jesus  Christ. 

1  TESUS  CHRIST,  methinks  I  love  thee; 
•I    But  I  fain  would  love  thee  more ; 
'Twas  thy  grace  at  first  did  move  thee 

To  a  soul  extremely  poor. 
Thou  wast  rich  beyond  expression — 

Rich  in  Godhead,  rich  in  grace ; 
But  to  better  my  condition, 

Thou  my  nature  didst  embrace. 

2  Hungry,  naked,  and  abused 

By  the  men  thou  earnest  to  bless  ; 
By  thy  Father  sorely  bruised  ; 

Groaning,  bleeding  with  distress  : 
Thou  wast  poor  beyond  expression, 

Bathed  in  thine  own  precious  blood  j 
All  to  better  my  condition' — 

All  to  make  me  rich  in  God. 

3  Jesus  Christ,  methinks  I  love  thee  ; 

But  I  fain  would  love  thee  more; 
'Twas  thy  grace  at  first  did  move  thee 

To  a  soul  extremely  poor. 
For  thy  mercy  thus  enjoy'd, 

If  I  had  ten  thousand  tongues, 
They  should  all  be  still  employ'd 

In  ten  thousand  grateful  songs. 

70— L.  M.  Hymn  23,  Pt.  4.  B.  I. 

The  excellencies  of  Christ. 

1  TOIN,  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
«l     To  sing  his  everlasting  fame  ; 
Great  God,  prepare  each  heart  and  voice, 
In  him  for  ever  to  rejoice. 

2  Of  him  what  wondrous  things  are  told ! 
In  him  what  glories  I  behold  ! 


HYMN  LXXI.  311 

For  him  I  gladly  all  things  leave ; 
To  him,  my  soul,  for  ever  cleave  ! 

3  In  him  my  treasure's  all  contain'd  ; 
By  him  my  feeble  soul's  sustain'd  ; 
From  him  what  favours  I  receive  ! 
Thro'  him  I  shall  for  ever  live. 

4  With  him  I  daily  love  to  walk: 
Of  him  my  soul  delights  to  talk  ; 
On  him  I  cast  my  ev'ry  care  : 
Like  him  one  day  I  shall  appear. 

5  Bless  him,  my  soul,  from  day  to  day ; 
Trust  him  to  lead  thee  on  thy  way ; 
Give  him  thy  poor,  weak,  sinful  heart ; 
With  him  0  never,  never  part. 

6  Take  him  for  strength  and  righteousness ; 
Make  him  thy  refuge  in  distress : 

Love  him  above  all  earthly  joy ; 
And  him  in  ev'ry  thing  employ. 

7  Praise  him  in  cheerful,  grateful  songs, 
To  him  your  highest  praise  belongs  ! 
Bless  him,  who  doth  your  heav'n  prepare  j 
And  whom  you'll  praise  for  ever  there. 

71— L.  M.  Hymn  114.  B.  2. 

Worshipping  Jesus. 

1  OOFT  be  the  gently  breathing  notes, 
O  That  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love  ; 
Soft  as  the  ev'ning  zephyr  floats, 

Soft  as  the  tuneful  lyres  above  : 

2  Soft  as  the  morning  dews  descend, 

While  the  sweet  lark  exulting  soars, 
So  soft  to  your  Almighty  Friend, 
Be  ev'ry  sigh  your  bosom  pours. 


312  HYMN  LXXII,  LXXIIL 

3  Pure  as  the  sun's  enliv'ning  ray, 

That  scatters  life  and  joy  abroad  ; 
Pure  as  the  lucid  car  of  day, 

That  wide  proclaims  its  Maker,  God. 

4  True  as  the  magnet  to  the  pole, 

So  true  let  your  contrition  be — 
So  true  let  all  your  sorrows  roll, 
To  Him  who  bled  upon  the  tree. 


72— P.  M.  Hymn  14,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

God  with  us. 

1  /~1  OD  with  «s !    0  glorious  name  ! 
vJ~  Let  it  shine  in  endless  fame : 
God  and  man  in  Christ  unite ; 

O  mysterious  depth  and  height ! 

2  God  with  us  !  th'  eternal  Son 
Took  our  souls,  our  flesh,  and  bone ; 
Now,  ye  saints,  his  grace  admire, 
Swell  the  song  with  holy  fire. 

3  God  with  us  !  but  tainted  not 
With  the  first  transgressor's  blot; 
Yet  did  he  our  sins  sustain, 
Bear  the  guilt,  the  curse,  the  pain. 

4  God  with  us  !    0  wondrous  grace  ! 
Let  us  see  him  face  to  face  ; 
That  we  may  Immanuel  sing, 

As  we  ought,  our  God  and  King. 

73— P.  M.  Hymn  6,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

Jesus  is  God  and  Man. 

1   T]>RE  the  blue  heav'ns  were  stretclvd  abroad 
.U    From  everlasting  was  the  Word  : 
With  God  he  was ;  the  Word  was  God, 
And  must  divinely  be  ador'd. 


HYMN  LXXIV.  313 

2  By  his  own  pow'r  all  things  were  made ; 
By  him  supported,  all  things  stand ; 

He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  host  of  morning  stars : 
His  generation  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  number  of  his  years ! 

4  But  lo !  he  leaves  those  heav'nly  forms : 
The  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay, 
That  he  may  converse  hold  with  worms, 
Drest  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they. 

5  Mortals  with  joy  beheld  his  face, 
Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son : 
How  full  of  truth,  how  full  of  grace, 
When  thro'  his  flesh  the  Godhead  shone ! 

6  The  angels  leave  their  high  abode, 
To  learn  new  mysteries  here,  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  descending  God, 
The  glories  of  Immanuel, 

74— L.  M.  Hymn  13,  Pt.  1.  B.  L 

Christ  is  the  eternal  Son  of  God. 

CHRIST,  thou  glorious  King,  we  own 
Thee  to  be  God's  eternal  Son  : 

The  Father's  fulness,  life  divine, 

Mysteriously  are  also  thine. 

2  When  rolling  years  brought  on  the  day 
Foretold  and  fix:d  for  this  display, 
Our  great  delivrance  to  obtain, 
Thou  didst  our  nature  not  disdain. 

3  At  God's  right  hand,  now,  Lord,  thou'rt  plac'd, 
And  with  thy  Father"s  glory  grac'd. 

14 


O 


314  HYMN  LXXV,  LXXVI. 

True  God  and  man,  in  person  one  ; 
A  judge  to  pass  our  final  doom. 

4  From  day  to  day,  O  Lord,  do  we 
On  high  exalt  and  honour  thee : 
Thy  name  we  worship  and  adore 
World  without  end,  for  evermore. 

75— L.  M.  Hymn  13,  Pt  2.  B.  \ 

God  the  Son  equal  with  the  Father. 

1  "D  RIGHT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God ! 
-D  Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  seat ; 

To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 
And  worship  at  thine  awful  feet. 

2  A  thousand  seraphs  strong  and  bright 

Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  j 

But  who,  among  the  sons  of  light, 

Pretends  comparison  with  thee  ? 

3  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame, 

Jesus,  array'd  in  flesh  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery,  to  claim 
A  full  equality  with  God. 

4  Their  glory  shines  with  equal  beams; 

Their  essence  is  for  ever  one  ; 
Distinct  in  persons,  and  in  names ; 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 

5  Then  let  the  name  of  Christ  our  King 

With  equal  honours  be  ador'd  ; 
His  praise  let  ev?ry  angel  sing, 

And  all  the  nations  own  the  Lord. 

76— C.  M.  Hymn  39.  Ad  I 

Chief  among  ten  thousand. 
1   "II /TAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
±VJL  Upon  the  Saviour's  brow  j 


HYMN  LXXVII.  515 

His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd, 
His  lips  with  grace  overflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare, 

Among  the  sons  of  men ; 
Fairer  is  he,  than  all  the  fair 
Who  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have  : 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet ; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

8  Since  from  thy  bounty  I  receive 
Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 

77— 7s.  Hymn  38.  Add 

Christ   Unchangeable. 

1  "TT7HAT  a  changing  world  is  this! 

VV      Void  of  all  substantial  bliss; 
All  we  see  beneath  the  sun, 
In  successive  changes  run  : 
But  our  Jesus  proves  the  same, 
Endless  blessings  on  his  name! 

2  Wisdom,  holiness,  and  might, 
Truth  and  justice  are  his  right; 


316  HYMN  LXXVIII. 

Boundless  goodness,  love  supreme, 
Fiow'd  eternally  from  him  ; 
Jesus  Christ  is  still  the  same, 
Endless  blessings  on  his  name  ! 

3  Abram's  bold  rebellious  race, 
Found  him  full  of  truth  and  grace; 
Priests  and  prophets  all  have  told, 
What  he  did  for  saints  of  old  ; 
Jesus  Christ  is  still  the  same, 
Endless  blessings  on  his  name ! 

4  Let  us  to  his  throne  repair, 
Wait  with  humble  patience  there ; 
He  will  soon  our  cries  attend, 
Love  and  save  us  to  the  end  ; 

He  will  ever  prove  the  same, 
Endless  blessings  on  his  name ! 

78— L.  M.  Hymn  6,  Pt  2  B.  1 

Immanuel. 

1  A  LL  hail,  thou  great  Immanuel ! 
Jtx.  Thy  love,  thy  glory,  who  can  tell  ? 
Angels,  and  all  the  heav'nly  host, 

Are  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

2  Mortals,  with  reverential  songs, 

Take  this  dear  name  upon  your  tongue^ ; 
With  holy  fear,  attempt  his  praise, 
In  solemn,  yet  triumphant,  lays. 

3  Among  a  thousand  forms  of  love, 

In  which  he  shines  and  smiles  above, 
This  with  peculiar  joy  we  view, 
He's  David's  root  and  offspring  too. 

4  There  Jesus,  in  the  glorious  plan, 
Shines,  the  great  God,  the  wondrous  Man ! 
As  God,  the  root  of  all  our  bliss, 

As  man,  the  branch  of  righteousness. 


HYMN  LXXIX,  LXXX.  317 

All  hail,  thou  dear  redeeming  Lord ! 
All  hail,  thou  co-essential  Word  ! 
All  hail,  thou  Root  and  Branch  divine ! 
All  hail,  and  be  the  glory  thine ! 


79— 7s.  Hymn  48.  Add. 

Christ,  the  Day-Star. 

1  /CHRIST,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies— 
v^   Christ,  the  true,  the  only  light; 

Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 
Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night ; 
Dayspring  from  on  high,  be  near, 
Day-Star,  in  our  hearts  appear. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 
If  it  bring  no  ray  from  thee  ; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return, 
Till  thy  mercy's  beams  we  see. 
Lord,  thine  inward  light  impart, 
Cheering  each  benighted   heart. 

3  Visit  every  soul  of  thine, 
Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 
Fill   with   radiancy  divine, 
Scatter  all  our  unbelief; 

More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

80— C.  M.  Hymn  12,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

The  Offices  of  Christ. 

1  "TT7E  bless  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 
\  V     That  comes  with  truth  and  grace  j 
Jesus,  thy  Spirit,  and  thy  word, 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 


318  HYMN  LXXXI. 

2  We  rev'rence  our  High-Priest  above, 

Who  offer'd  up  his  blood, 

And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love, 

By  pleading  with  our  God. 

3  We  honour  our  exalted  King ; 

How  sweet  are  his  commands ! 
He  guards  our  souls  from  hell  and  sin, 
By  his  almighty  hands. 

4  Hosanna  to  his  blessed  name, 

Who  saves  by  glorious  ways  ; 
Th'  anointed  Saviour  has  a  claim 
To  our  immortal  praise. 

81— P.  M.  Hymn  12,  Pt.  2.  B.  1 

The  Offices  of  Christ. 

1  TOIN  all  the  glorious  names 

O    Of  wisdom,  love,  and  pow'r, 

That  ever  mortals  knew, 

That  angels  ever  bore  ; 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth ; 
Too  mean  to  set  my  Saviour  forth. 

2  Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name: 

By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came  ; 
The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiv'n, 
Of  hell  subdued,  and  peace  with  heav'n 

3  Jesus,  my  great  High  Priest, 
Orferd  his  blood,  and  died  ; 
My  guilty  conscience  seeks 
No  sacrifice  beside. 

His  pow'rful  blood  did  once  atone; 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 


HYMN  LXXXII.  31« 

4  My  dear  and  mighjy  Lord, 
My  Conqu'ror,  and  my  King; 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 
Thy  reigning  grace  I  sing. 

Thine  is  the  pow'r  :  behold  !  I  sit 
In  willing  bonds  beneath  thy  feet. 

5  Now  let  my  soul  arise, 

And  tread  the  tempter  down : 

My  Saviour  leads  me  forth 

To  conquest  and  a  crown. 
A  feeble  saint  shall  win  the  day, 
Tho'  death  and  hell  obstruct  the  way. 

6  Should  all  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  pow'rs  of  death  unknown, 
Put  their  most  dreadful  forms, 
Of  death  and  mischief,  on : 

I  shall  be  safe,  for  Christ  displays 
Superior  pow*r  and  guardian  grace. 


B1 


82— L.  M.  Hymn  16,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

The  Lamb  of  God. 

EHOLD  the  sin-atoning  Lamb, 
With  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love! 
To  take  away  our  guilt  and  shame, 
See  him  descending  from  above. 

2  Our  sins  and  griefs  on  him  were  laid  j 
He  meekly  bore  the  mighty  load : 
Our  ransom-price  he  fully  paid, 

In  groans  and  tears,  in  sweat  and  blood. 

3  To  save  his  guilty  church,  he  dies ; 
Mourners,  behold  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes, 
And  hope  for  mercy  in  his  name. 


320  HYMN    LXXXIII. 

4  Pardon  and  peace  thro'  him  abound ; 
He  can  the  richest  blessings  give : 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  found ; 

He  bids  the  dying  sinner  live. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  look  to  thee ; 
Where  else  can  helpless  sinners  go? 
Thy  boundless  love  shall  set  me  free 
From  all  my  wretchedness  and  woe. 

83— C.  M.  Hymn  47.  Add. 

The  Lamb  of  God. 

1  piONTEMPLATE,  saints,  the  source  divine, 
\j   Whence  all  your  joys  have  flow'd ; 
With  gladsome  hearts  and  grateful  tongues 

«  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God !" 

2  If  saved  from  wrath,  and  from  the  stroke 

Of  Heaven's  avenging  rod, 
Pouring  his  precious  blood  for  you, 
"  JBehold  the  Lamb  of  God !" 

3  Freed  from  the  pangs  of  conscious  guilt, 

And  sin's  afflicting  load, 
To  Jesus'  blood  you  owe  your  peace ; 
"  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  !" 

4  With  holy  mind,  and  heart  renew'd, 

Run  ye  the  narrow  road  ; 
His  sprinkled  blood  has  cleansed  your  souls  J 
"  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God !" 

5  Each  heavenly  blessing  ye  receive, 

Through  Jesus  is  bestow'd, 

In  every  good  your  souls  possess, 

"  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  !" 

6  Hope  ye  in  heaven  with  God,  at  last, 

To  find  your  blest  abode  ? 
Still,  as  the  ground  of  all  your  hopes, 
"  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  !" 


'N' 


HYMN  LXXXIV,  LXXXV.  32t 

84— S.  M.  Hymn  46.  Add. 

The  Lamb  of  God. 

"OT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
Takes  all  our  sins  away  ; 

A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  clear  head  of  thine, 

While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 
The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 

When  hanging  on  the  accursed  tree,— 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 
To  see  the  curse  remove  ; 

We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 


85— P.  M.  Hymn  30,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

Christ  our  High  Priest. 

GOOD  High  Priest  is  come, 
Supplying  Aaron's  place, 
And  taking  up  his  room, 
Dispensing  life  and  grace  ; 
The  law  by  Aaron's  priesthood  came, 
But  grace  and  truth  by  Jesus'  name. 
14  • 


'A 


322  HYMN  LXXXVI. 

2  My  Lord  a  Priest  is  made, 
As  sware  the  mighty  God, 
To  Israel  and  his  seed, 
Ordain'd  to  offer  blood  ; 

For  sinners,  who  his  mercy  seek, 
A  Priest,  as  was  Melchizedec. 

3  He  once  temptations  knew, 
Of  ev'ry  sort  and  kind, 
That  he  might  succour  show, 
To  ev'ry  tempted  mind  : 

He  once  for  us  was  sacrific'd, 
And  only  once  for  us  he  died. 

4  I  other  priests  disclaim, 
And  laws  and  off'rings  too, 
None  but  the  bleeding  Lamb 
The  mighty  work  can  do : 

He  shall  have  all  the  praise  :  for  he 
Hath  lov'd,  and  liv*d,  and  died  for  me. 

86— C.  M.  Hymn  42.  Add. 

A  merciful  High-Priest. 

1  /"^OME,  let  us  join  in  songs  of  praise 
v^   To  our  ascended  Priest; 

He  enter'd  heaven  with  all  our  names 
Engraven  on  his  breast. 

2  Below  he  waslrd  our  guilt  away 

By  his  atoning  blood  ; 
Now  he  appears  before  the  throne 
And  pleads  our  cause  with  God. 

3  What  though  while  here  we  oft  must  feel 

Temptation's  keenest  dart  1 
Our  tender  High-Priest  feels  it  too, 
And  will  appease  the  smart. 

4  Clothed  with  our  nature  still,  he  knows 

The  weakness  of  our  frame, 


HYMN  LXXXVIL  323 

And  how  to  shield  us  from  the  foes 
Which  he  himself  overcame. 

5  Nor  time  nor  distance  e?er  shall  quench 

The  fervour  of  his  love  ; 
For  us,  he  died  in  kindness  here, 
Nor  is  less  kind  above. 

6  O  may  we  ne'er  forget  his  grace, 

Nor  blush  to  bear  his  name ; 
Still  may  our  hearts  hold  fast  his  faith, 
Our  lips  his  praise  proclaim. 

87— L.M.  Hymn  13,  B.  a 

Christ  our  sympathizing  High-Priest. 

1  TT7HERE  high  the  heav'nly  temple  stands, 

VV     The  house  of  God  not  made  with  hands; 
A  great  High-Priest  our  nature  wears, 
Our  friend  and  advocate  appears. 

2  Though  now  ascended  up  on  high, 
He  bends  on  earth  a  brother's  eye  ; 
Partaker  of  the  human  name, 

He  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frame. 

3  Our  fellow  sufFrer  yet  retains 
A  fellow  feeling  of  our  pains, 
And  still  remembers  in  the  skies, 
His  tears,  his  agonies,  and  cries. 

4  In  ev'ry  pang  that  rends  the  heart, 
The  man  of  sorrows  had  a  part ; 
He  sympathizes  with  our  grief, 
And  to  the  suff'rer  sends  relief. 

6  With  boldness,  therefore,  at  the  throne, 
Let  us  make  all  our  sorrows  known ; 
And  ask  the  aid  of  heav'nly  pow'r, 
To  help  us  in  the  evil  hour. 


324  HYMN  LXXXVIII,  LXXXIX. 

88— C.  M.  Hymn  43.  Add. 

Compassionate  High-Priest. 

1  "\T7~ITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

VV      Of  our  High -Priest  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bosom  glows  with  love. 

2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same. 

3  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears ; 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power ; 
We  shall  obtain  deliv'ring  grace 
In  every  trying  hour. 

89— C.  M.  Hymn  10.  B.  2. 

The  fountain  of  ChrisVs  blood. 

1  rpHERE  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood, 
JL    Drawn  from  Emmanuel's  veins  ; 

And  sinners,  plung'd  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoic'd  to  see 

That  fountain,  in  his  day ; 
And  there  may  I,  as  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 


HYMN  XC,  XCI.  325 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  pow'r, 
Till  all  the  ransom*d  church  of  God 
Be  sav'd,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream, 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be — till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save  ; 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stamm'ring  tongue, 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

90— L.  M.  Hymn  1,  Pt.  4.  B.  1. 

The  good  old  way. 

1  rT^HE  righteousness,  tlv  atoning  blood. 
J-    Of  Jesus,  is  the  way  to  God ; 

0 !  may  we  then  no  longer  stray, 
But  come  to  Christ,  the  good  old  way. 

2  The  prophets  and  apostles  too, 
Pursu'd  this  path  while  here  below; 
We  therefore  will,  without  dismay, 
Thus  walk  in  Christ,  the  good  old  way. 

3  With  faith  and  love,  and  holy  care, 
In  this  dear  way,  I'll  persevere ; 
And  when  I  die,  triumphant  say, 
This  is  the  right,  the  good  old  way. 

91—  C.  M.  Hymn  45.  Add. 

The  Way,  eye 

1HOU  art  the  Way ;  to  thee  alone 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 
And  he,  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  in  thee. 


T 


326  HYMN  XCI1, 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth  ;  thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life ;  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life,- 

Grant  us  to  know  that  Way, 
That  Truth  to  keep,  that  Life  to  win, 
Which  leads  to  endless  day. 


92— L.  M.  Hymn  11.  B.  2. 

Christ  the  Physician  of  Souls. 

1  "F^EEP  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made  j 
JLJ   Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure  ? 

In  vain,  alas,  is  nature's  aid — 

The  work  exceeds  all  nature's  pow'r ! 

2  And  can  no  sov*reign  balm  be  found  ? 

And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh, 
To  ease  the  pain  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  for  ever  fly? 

3  There  is  a  great  Physician  near, 

Look  up,  0!  fainting  soul,  and  live; 
See,  in  his  heav'nly  smiles,  appear 
Such  ease  as  nature  cannot  give. 

4  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 

Life,  health,  and  bliss  abundant  flow ! 
'Tis  only  this  dear  sacred  flood 

Can  ease  thy  pain  or  heal  thy  woe. 


HYMN  XCIII,  XCIV.  827 

93— L  M.  Hymn  11,  Pt.4.  B.  L 

Jesus  the  only  Saviour. 

1  TESUS,  the  spring  of  joys  divine, 

J    Whence  all  our  hopes  and  comforts  flow; 
Jesus,  no  other  name,  but  thine, 
Can  save  us  from  eternal  woe. 

2  In  vain  would  boasting  reason  find 
The  way  to  happiness  and  God ; 
Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
Bewilder'd  in  a  dubious  road. 

3  No  other  name  will  heav'n  approve ; 
Thou  art  the  true,  the  living  way, 
Ordain'd   by  everlasting  love, 

To  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Safe  lead  us  thro'  this  world  of  night, 
And  bring  us  to  the  blissful  plains, 
The  regions  of  unclouded  light, 
Where  perfect  joy  for  ever  reigns. 

94— C.  M.  Hymn  5,  Pt.  2.  B.  1, 

Saviour. 

1  rf^HE  Saviour!    O  what  endless  charms 
JL    Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound ! 

Its  influ'nce  ev'ry  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine, 

In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels  lost  in  sin, 
And  doom'd  to  endless  woe. 

3  Th'  almighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Stoop 'd  to  oar  vile  abode ! 
While  angels  view'd,  with  wond'ring  eyes, 
And  hail'd  th'  incarnate  God. 


328  HYMN  XCV. 

4  0  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine, 

Of  bliss  a  boundless  store  ! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine ; 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

5  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies, 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 

My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 

My  Saviour,  and  my  all. 

95— 8s  7s  4s.  Hymn  52.  Add 

Meekness  of  Christ. 

1  i~1  ENTLE  Jesus,  how  I  love  thee ! 
vJT  Words  cannot  my  love  express  ; 
Day  and  night  how  much  I  prove  thee 

Full  of  mercy,  full  of  grace  ; 

Wretched  sinners, 
Thou  dost  take  delight  to  bless. 

2  Of  thy  condescending  goodness, 

What  examples  do  1  find ! 
'Midst  neglect,  contempt  and  rudeness, 
Meek  and  lowly  was  thy  mind  ; 

Gentle  Jesus, 
Thou  wast  altogether  kind. 

3  0  how  mild  and  condescending 

Are  the  methods  thou  dost  take  ! 
Low  beneath  my  burden  bending, 
Bleeding,  dying  for  my  sake  : 

Gentle  Jesus, 
Now  some  word  of  comfort  speak. 

4  Lo !  I  venture  to  approach  thee  ; 

Though  my  sins  are  great  indeed  : 
If  by  faith  I  may  but  touch  thee, 
Virtue  will  from  thee  proceed  j 

Gentle  Jesus, 
Thou  alone  art  all  I  need 


HYMN  XCVI,  XCVII.  329 

96— L   M.  Hymn  11,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

Jesus  the  gift  of  God. 

1  TESUS,  my  love,  my  chief  delight, 
•J    For  thee  I  long,  for  thee  I  pray, 
Amid  the  shadows  of  the  night, 
Amid  the  bus'ness  of  the  day. 

2  "When  shall  I  see  thy  smiling  face, 
Which  I,  thro*  faith,  have  often  seen  ? 
Arise,  thou  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
Dispel  the  clouds  that  intervene. 

3  Thou  art  the  glorious  gift  of  God, 
To  sinners  weary  and  distrest ; 
The  first  of  all  his  gifts  bestow'd, 
And  certain  pledge  of  all  the  rest. 

4  Now  I  can  say,  This  gift  is  mine, 

I  '11  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet  j 
No  more  at  pain  or  want  repine, 
Nor  envy  the  rich  sinner's  state. 

5  This  precious  jewel  let  me  keep, 
And  lodge  it  deep  within  my  heart ; 
At  home,  abroad,  awake,  asleep, 

It  never  shall  from  thence  depart. 

97— C.  M.  Hymn  23,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

The  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

1  O  AVIOUR  divine,  we  know  thy  name, 
O  And  in  that  name  we  trust ; 

Thou  art  the  Lord  our  Righteousness, 
Thou  art  thine  Israel  s  boast. 

2  The  sins  of  ev'n  die  best  spent  day 

Might  plunge  us  in  despair ; 
Yet  all  the  crimes  of  num'rous  years 
Shall  our  great  Surety  clear. 


330  HYMN  XCVIII. 

3  That  spotless  robe,  which  he  hath  wrought, 

Shall   deck  us  all  around ; 
In  his  imputed  righteousness, 
No  blemish  shall  be  found. 

4  Pardon,  and  peace,  and  lively  hope 

To  sinners  now  are  giv'n  ; 
And  weeping  saints  shall  change  ere  long, 
Their  wilderness  for  heav'n. 

5  With  joy  we  taste  that  manna  now, 

Thy  mercy  scatters  down ; 
We  seal  our  humble  vows  to  thee, 
And  wait  the  promis'd  crown. 

98— L.  M.  Hymn  12.  B.  2. 

Christ  an  hiding-place. 

1  TT  AIL  !  so v'reign  love,  that  first  began 
XJ_  The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man ! 
Hail !  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding  place. 

2  Against  the  God  that  rules  the  sky 

I  fought  with  hands  uplifted  high  ; — 
Despis'd  the  offers  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding  place. 

3  Enwrapp'd  in  dark  Egyptian  night, 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light, 
Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 

Secure  without  a  hiding  place. 

4  But  thus  th'  eternal  counsel  ran : 

"  Almighty  Love  !  arrest  the  man  ;" 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 
And  found  I  had  no  hiding  place. 

5  Vindictive  justice  stood  in  view  ; 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew  j 


HYMN  XCIX.  331 

But  justice  cried,  with  frowning  face  : 
"  This  mountain  is  no  hiding  place." 

6  But  lo  !  a  heav'nly  voice  I  heard — 
And  mercy's  angel  soon  appear'd; 
Who  led  me  on  a  pleasing  pace, 
To  Jesus  Christ,  my  hiding  place. 

7  On  him  Almighty  vengeance  fell, 
Which  must  have  sunk  a  world  to  hell ; 
He  bore  it  for  his  chosen  race, 

And  now  he  is  my  hiding  place. 

8  A  few  more  rolling  suns  at  most, 
Will  land  me  on  fair  Canaan's  coast ; 
There  I  shall  sing  the  song  of  grace, 
And  see  my  glorious  hiding  place. 

99— L.  M.  Hymn  14.  B.  2. 

Christ  our  example. 

ND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love? 
Such  let  our  conversation  be  ; 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, — 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife ; 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  O,  how  benevolent  and  kind ! 
How  mild — how  ready  to  forgive ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 

And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heav'nly  Father's  will, 
Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright 


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332  HYMN  C,  CI. 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labours  of  his  life  were  love ; 
Then,  if  we  bear  the  Saviour's  name, 
By  his  example  let  us  move. 

100— P.  M.  7s.  Hymn  15.  B.  2. 

Christ  the  Rock  of  Ages. 

1  T)  OCK  of  ages  !  cleft  for  me, 
~LV  Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 

Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone ; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eye-lids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  of  ages  !  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ! 

101— lis  8s.  Hymn  50.  Add. 

Shepherd. 

1   rr\ HE  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  his  kindness  I  know, 
_L    My  wants  will  be  ever  supplied : 
He  makes  me  repose  where  the  green  pastures 
grow, 
And  waters  in  gentleness  glide. 


HYMN  CI1.  333 

2  My  wandering  affections,  so  often  astray, 

His  kindness  and  care  will  reclaim, 

To  wisdom  and  holiness  point  out  the  way, 

To  the  praise  of  his  glorious  name. 

3  What  though  I  walk  through  the  dark  valley  of 

death, 
No  evil  my  spirit  will  fear ; 
My  Shepherd  is  with  me,  his  arm  is  beneath, 
His  love  and  his  comfort  are  near. 

4  The  hand  of  his  bounty  my  table  supplies, 

My  cup  of  enjoyment  o'erflows  : 
He  keeps  me  in  safety  when  troubles  arise, 
Nor  yields  to  th'  assaults  of  my  foes. 

5  His  goodness  and  mercy  around  me  are  found, 

His  love  shall  forever  endure; 
Forever  I  ;11  dwell  in  the  house  of  the  Lord  ; 
His  word  of  salvation  is  sure. 

102— C.  M.  Hymn  49.  Add. 

Unchangeable  Friend. 

1  /~1  OME,  let  our  hearts  and  voices  join, 
Vy   To  praise  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
Whose  truth  and  kindness  are  divine, 

Whose  love"s  a  constant  flame. 

2  When  most  we  need  his  gracious  hand, 

This  Friend  is  always  near ; 
With  heaven  and  earth  at  his  command, 
He  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

3  His  love  no  end  nor  measure  knows, 

No  change  can  turn  its  course ; 
Immutably  the  same,  it  flows 
From  one  eternal   source. 

4  When  frowns  appear  to  veil  his  face, 


334  HYMN  CIII. 

He  hides  the  purpose  of  his  grace 
To  make  it  better  known. 

5  And  when  our  dearest  comforts  fall 
Before  his  sov'reign  will, 
He  never  takes  away  our  all, 
Himself,  he  gives  us  still. 


103— 8s  7s  Hymn  51.  Add 

Christ  a  Friend. 


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NE  there  is,  above  all  others, 
Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end  : 
They  who  once  his  kindness  prove, 
Find  it  everlasting  love. 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  ? 
But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God  : 
This  was  boundless  love  indeed, 
Jesus  is  a  Friend  in  need ! 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  Sinners  was  his  name  ; 
Now  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same  ; 
Still  he  calls  them  "  Brethren — friends, 
And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 

4  0,  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love  ; 
We  alas  !  forget  too  often, 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above  : 

But  when  home  our  souls  are  brought, 

We  will  love  thee  as  we  ought. 


HYMN  CIV,  CV.  335 

104— L.  M.  Hymn  44.  Add. 

He  is  our  Peace. 

1  T)LEST  be  the  Saviour's  sacred  name  ; 
-D  On  embassies  of  peace  he  came ; 
And  angels  chanted  at  his  birth, 

"  Good-will  to  men,  and  peace  on  earth." 

2  "He  is  our  peace ;"  for  by  his  blood 
Sinners  are  reconciled  to  God  : 
Sweet  harmony  is  now  restored, 
And  man  beloved,  and  God  adored. 

3  "  He  is  our  peace  ;"  in  him  we  find 
A  sweet  serenity  of  mind; 

This  is  to  us  his  own  bequest, 

And  makes  the  soul  supremely  blest. 

4  "He  is  our  peace''  'tween  man  and  man, 
And  by  his  harmonizing  plan, 
Barbarian,  Scythian,  bond  and  free, 

In  perfect  fellowship  agree. 

5  Blest  be  the  bleeding  Saviour's  name  ; 
On  embassies  of  peace  he  came. 

Let  mortals  to  their  latest  breath 
Sing  of  his  reconciling  death. 


105— C.  M.  Hymn  54.  Add 

Mediatorial   Work. 

1  "TT7HAT  wisdom,  majesty  and  grace, 

VV     Through  all  the  gospel  shine; 
'Tis  God  that  speaks,  and  we  confess, 
The  doctrine  most  divine. 

2  Down  from  his  starry  throne  on  high, 

The  almighty  Saviour  comes  ; 
Lays  his  bright  robes  of  glory  by, 
And  feeble  flesh  assumes. 


336  HYMN   CVI. 

3  The  mighty  debt,  the  sinner  owed, 

Upon  the  cross  he  pays  ; 
Then  through  the  clouds  ascends  to  God, 
'Midst  shouts  of  loftiest  praise. 

4  There  he,  our  great  High  Priest,  appears, 

Before  his  Father's  throne: 
Offers  his  incense  with  our  pray'rs, 
And  pours  salvation  down. 

5  Great  God  with  rev'rence  we  adore 

Thy  justice  and  thy  grace  ; 
And  on  thy  faithfulness  and  power, 
Our  firm  dependence  place. 

106— L.  M.  Hymn  5,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

A  Saviour  is  necessary. 

1  ~F^  NSLAV'D  by  sin,  and  bound  in  chains 
-Li    Beneath  its  dreadful  tyrant  sway, 
And  doonVd  to  everlasting  pains, 

We  wretched  guilty  captives  lay. 

2  Nor  can  our  arm  procure  our  peace  ; 
Nor  will  the  world's  collected  store 
Suffice  to  purchase  our  release : 

A  thousand  worlds  were  all  too  poor. 

3  A  Saviour,  Man,  and  mighty  God, 
A  glorious  ransom  must  procure  ; 
Justice  divine  demands  his  blood, 
And  nothing  less  can  life  insure. 

4  Jesus  the  man,  the  mighty  God, 
This  all-sufficient  ransom  paid  : 
The  Mediator's  precious  blood 

For  wretched  sinners  has  been  shed 

5  Jesus  the  sacrifice  became, 

To  rescue  guilty  souls  from  hell ; 


HYMN  CVII,  CVIII.  337 

The  spotless,  bleeding,  dying  Lamb 
Beneath  avenging  justice  fell. 

6  Amazing  justice  !  love  divine! 

0  may  our  grateful  hearts  adore 

The  matchless  grace;  nor  yield  to  sin, 
Nor  wear  its  cruel  fetters  more  ! 

107— S.  M.  Hymn  14,  Pt.  3.  B.  t 

The  Incarnation. 

1  "Y^E  saints,  proclaim  abroad 

X     The  honours  of  your  King ; 
To  Jesus,  your  incarnate  God, 
Your  songs  of  praises  sing. 

2  Not  angels,  round  the  throne 
Of  majesty  above, 

Are  half  so  much  oblig'd  as  we, 
To  our  ImmanuePs  love. 

3  They  never  sunk  so  low, 
They  are  not  rais'd  so  high  ; 

They  never  knew  such  depths  of  woe, 
Such  heights  of  majesty. 

4  The  Saviour  did  not  join 
Their  nature  to  his  own ; 

For  them  he  shed  no  blood  divine, 
Nor  breath'd  a  single  groan. 

5  May  we  with  angels  vie, 
The  Saviour  to  adore  ! 

Our  debts  our  greater  far  than  theirs, 
0  be  our  praises  more ! 

108— S.  M.  Hymn  55.  Add 

Christ's  Mission. 
1  "D  AISE  your  triumphant  songs, 
-LV  To  an  immortal  tune  ; 
15 


I  HYMN  CIX. 

Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love 
Its  chief  Beloved  chose  ; 

And  bade  him  raise  our  wretched  rare 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 
No  terror  clothes  his  brow, 

No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  'Twas  mercy  filfd  the  throne, 
And  wrath  stood  silent  by, 

When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  down, 
To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 
Let  hopeless  sorrows  cease  : 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 
And  take  the  offer'd  peace. 

6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call, 
We  lay  an  humble  claim 

To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 


ADVENT. 

109— CM.  Hymn  7.  B.  2. 

Nativity  of  Christ. 
1  "]% /TORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 
1VX  And  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude,  combine 
To  biil  th'  auspicious  day. 


HYMN  CX.  339 

2  In  heav'n  the  rapt'rous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  strung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 

3  Swift,  through  the  vast  expanse,  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  roll'd  ; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 
'Twas  more  than  heav'n  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky, 

Th;  impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 
And  angels  flew,  with  eager  joy, 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  Hark !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song ; 
Good  will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious  heav?nly  throng. 

110— P.  M.  11,  10.  Hymn  8.  B.  2. 

Star  in  the  East. 

1  TDRIGHTEST   and    best  of  the    sons   of  the 
J3  morning, 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid ; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle,  the  dew-drops  are  shining ; 

Low  lies  his  bed,  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall; 
Angels  adore  him,  in  slumber  reclining ; 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odours  of  Edom,  and  ofFrings  divine, 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine  ? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favours  secure ; 


340  HYMN  CXI. 

Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  pray'rs  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid ; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

Ill— L.  M.  Hymn  9.  B.  2 

The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 
'HEN,  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain, 


sw 


The  glitt'ring  host  bestud  the  sky ; 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye. 

2. Hark!  hark!  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 
From  ev'ry  host,  from  ev'ry  gem  : 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks  ; 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark  ; 
The  ocean  yawn'd,  and  rudely  blow'd 
The  wind  that  toss'd  my  found 'ring  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 

Death-struck,  I  ceas'd  the  tide  to  stem  ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all  ; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease  ; 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now  safely  moor'd — my  perils  o'er, 

1*11  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever  and  for  evermore, 

The  star — the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 


HYMN  CXII,  CXIII.  341 

112—  L.  M.  Hymn  6,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

Types  and  prophecies  fulfilled  in  Christ. 

1  T>EHOLD  the  woman's  promis'd  seedl 
_D  Behold  the  great  Messiah  come  1 
Behold  the  prophets  all  agreed 

To  give  him  the  superior  room  1 

2  Abra'm,  the  saint,  rejoic'd  of  old, 
When  visions  of  the  Lord  he  saw ; 
Moses,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 
This  great  fulfiller  of  his  law. 

3  The  types  bore  witness  to  his  name, 
Obtain*d  their  chief  design,  and  ceas'd  : 
The  incense  and  the  bleeding  lamb, 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  priest. 

4  Predictions  in  abundance  meet, 

To  join  their  blessings  on  his  head ; 
Jesus,  we  worship  at  thy  feet, 
And  nations  own  the  promis'd  seed. 

1 13— L.  M.  Hymn  14,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

The  Saviours  Advent. 

1  npO  us  a  child  is  born  from  heav'n  j 
JL    To  us  the  Son  of  God  is  giv'n ; 

Gentiles  in  Jesus'  name  shall  trust, 
And  of  his  glories  make  their  boast : 

2  His  name  the  Wonderful  shall  be  ; 

His  wonders  heav'n  and  earth  shall  see  ; 
The  Counsellor  of  truth  and  grace, 
Who  leads  in  paths  of  righteousness. 

3  The  Mighty  God,  that  glorious  name, 
His  works  and  word  join  to  proclaim  r 


342  HYMN  CXIV. 

The  Everlasting  Father,  He — 
And  the  whole  church  his  family. 

4  The  Prince  of  Peace,  on  David's  throne; 
And  natioDS,  yet  unborn,  shall  own 
His  sov"reign  and  his  gracious  sway, 
Glad  of  the  honour  to  obey. 

5  Justice  and  Judgment  hell  maintain- 
To  everlasting  ages  reign : 

And  his  blest  empire  shall  increase, 

Till  time,  with  all  its  movements,  cease. 

6  Our  faith  in  grateful  triumph  boasts 
These  wonders  of  the  Lord  of  Hosts : 
And  trusts  the  love,  that  form'd  the  plan, 
To  perfect  what  that  love  began. 

114— S.  M.  Hymn  143.  B.  1. 

The  song  of  the  Angels. 

1  TDEHOLD  !  the  grace  appears, 
J-J   The  promise  is  fulfill'd  ; 

Mary,  the  wondrous  virgin,  bears, 
And  Jesus  is  the  child. 

2  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 
A  heav'nly  form  appears  ; 

He  tells  the  shepherds  of  dieir  joys, 
And  banishes  their  fears. 

3  "  Go,  humble  swains,"  said  he, 
"  To  David's  city  fly  ; 

"  The  promis'd  Infant,  born  to-day, 
"  Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 

4  "  With  looks  and  heart  serene, 
"  Go  visit  Christ  your  King ;" 

And  straight  a  flaming  troop  was  seen ; 
The  shepherds  heard  them  sing: 


HYMN  CXV.  343 

5  "  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

"  And  heav'nly  peace  on  earth, 
u  Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
"  At  the  Redeemer's  birth  !" 

6  In  worship  so  divine 

Let  saints  employ  their  tongues : 
With  the  celestial  hosts  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs. 

7  "  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

"  And  heav'nly  peace  on  earth, 
"  Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
"  At  our  Redeemer's  birth  !" 

1 1 5— C.  M.  Hymn  14,  Pt.  4.  B.  L 

Jesus  came  to  save  Sinners. 

1  TT  ARK  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour 's  come  1 
-Li  The  Saviour  promis'd  long! 

Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  ev'ry  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  pour'd, 

Exerts  its  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes  the  pris'ners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  : 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental   ray, 
And  on  the  eye-balls  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  He  comes  the  broken  heart  to  biad, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure  j 


344  HYMN  CXVI. 

And  with  his  righteousness  and  grace 
T'  enrich  th'  humble  poor. 

6  His  gospel  trumpets  publish  loud 

The  juVlee  of  the  Lord  ; 
His  people  are  redeemed  now, 
Their  heritage  restor'd. 

7  Our  glad  Hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heav'n's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

116— C.  M.  Hymn  142.  B.  1 

The  Song  of  Zacharias. 

1  "TVTOW,  be  the  God  of  Israel  bless'd, 
-L  i    Who  makes  his  truth  appear  ■ 
His  mighty  hand  fulfils  his  word, 

And  all  the  oaths  he  sware. 

2  Now  he  bedews  king  David's  root 

With  blessings  from  the  skies  : 
He  makes  the  branch  of  promise  grow, 
The  prqmis'd  horn  arise. 

3  John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 

To  go  before  his  face  ; 
The  herald  which  our  Saviour  God 
Sent  to  prepare  his  ways. 

4  "  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,"  he  cries, 

"  That  takes  our  guilt  away  ; 
"I  saw  the  Spirit  o"er  his  head, 
"  On  his  baptising  day. 

5  "Be  ev'ry  vale  exalted  high, 

"  Sink  ev'ry  mountain  low  : 
"  The  proud  must  stoop,  and  humble  souls 
"  Shall  his  salvation  know. 


HYMN  CXVII.  345 

6  "  The  heathen  realms,  with  Israel's  land, 

"  Shall  join  in  sweet  accord  ; 
"And  all,  that's  born  of  man,  shall  see 
"  The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

7  "  Behold  the  Morning  Star  arise. 

"  Ye  that  in  darkness  sit ! 
"  He  marks  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 
"And  guides  our  doubtful  feet." 

1 1 7— C.  M.  Hymn  88.  B.  1. 

The  Birth  of  Christ. 

1  A  WAKE,  awake  the  sacred  song 
-ZjL  To  our  incarnate  Lord  : 

Let  ev'ry  heart,  and  ev'ry  tongue 
Adore  th'  eternal  Word. 

2  Sinners  awake,  with  angels  join, 

And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 

Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine, 

To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

3  Then  shone  almighty  pow'r  and  love, 

In  all  their  glorious  forms  ; 
When  Jesus  left  his  throne  above, 
To  dwell  with  sinful  worms. 

4  Adoring  angels  tun'd  their  songs 

To  hail  the  joyful  day  ; 
With  rapture  then,  let  mortal  tongues 
Their  grateful  worship  pay. 

5  Hail,  Prince  of  life,  for  ever  hail ! 

Redeemer,  Brother,  Friend  ! 
Tho'  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 


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346  HYxMN  CXVIII,  CXIX. 

DEATH     AND     ATONEMENT. 

118— C.  M.  Hymn  57.  Add. 

Gethsemane. 

1  TTVARK  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground 
JL/   On  which  the  Lord  was  laid  ; 

His  sweat  like  drops  of  blood  ran  down, 
In  agony  he  pray'd  : — 

2  "Father,  remove  this  bitter  cup, 

If  such  thy  sacred  will ; 

If  not,  content  to  drink  it  up, 

Thy  pleasure  I  fulfil!" 

3  Go  to  the  garden,  sinner  ;  see 

Those  precious  drops  that  flow : 
The  heavy  load  he  bore  for  thee — 
For  thee  he  lies  so  low. 

4  Then  learn  of  him  the  cross  to  bear, 

Thy  Father's  will  obey; 
And  when  temptations  press  thee  near, 
Awake  to  watch  and  pray. 

119— P.M.  7  Hymn  97.  B.  2 

Gethsemane. 

1  ~\  /TANY  woes  had  Christ  endured, 
-LVJL  Many  sore  temptations  met, 
Patient,  and  to  pains  inur'd  ; 

But  the  sorest  trial  yet 
Was  to  be  sustained  in  thee, 
Gloomy,  sad  Gethsemane. 

2  Came  at  length  the  dreadful  night, 
Vengeance  with  its  iron  rod 
Stood,  and  with  collected  might, 
Bruis'd  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God ; 


HYMN  CXX.  347 

See,  my  soul,  the  Saviour  see  j 
Prostrate  in  Gethsemane. 

3  There  my  God  bore  all  my  guilt, 
This  thro:  grace  can  be  believed ; 
But  the  torments  which  he  felt 
Are  too  vast  to  be  conceived  ; 
None  can  penetrate  through  thee, 
Doleful,  dark  Gethsemane. 

4  All  my  sins  against  my  God, 
All  my  sins  against  his  laws, 
All  my  sins  against  his  blood, 
All  my  sins  against  his  cause, 
Sins  as  boundless  as  the  sea; 
Hide  me,  0  Gethsemane. 

5  Here's  my  claim,  and  here  alone  ; 
None  a  Saviour  more  can  need  ; 
Deeds  of  righteousness  I've  none ; 
Not  a  work  that  I  can  plead ; 
Not  a  glimpse  of  hope  for  me, 
Only  in  Gethsemane. 

6  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  Almighty  God  of  love  : 
Prais'd  by  all  the  heav'nly  host, 
In  thy  shining  courts  above ; 

We  poor  sinners,  Gracious  Three, 
Praise  thee  for  Gethsemane. 


120— L.  M.  Hymn  16,  Pt  1.  B.  1. 

Substitution  and  Satisfaction, 

1  TMMORTAL  God,  on  thee  we  call, 
J-  The  great  Original  of  all ; 
Thro'  thee  we  are,  to  thee  we  tend, 
Our  sure  support,  our  glorious  end. 


i48  HYMN  CXXI. 

2  We  praise  that  wise  mysterious  grace, 
That  pitied  our  revolted  race, 

And  Jesus,  our  great  cov'nant-head, 
The  Captain  of  salvation  made. 

3  Thy  justice  doom'd  that  we  must  die, 
Who  for  our  sins  would  satisfy ; 

His  death  was  therefore  fix'd  of  old, 
And  in  thy  word  of  truth  foretold. 

4  A  scene  of  wonders  here  we  see, 
Worthy  thy  Son  and  worthy  thee  ; 

And  while  this  theme  employs  our  tongues, 
All  heav'n  unites  its  sweetest  songs. 


121— 8s  7s  Hymn  56.  Add. 

Atonement. 

1  XTTITHOUT  blood  is  no  remission  ; 

VV     Thus  the  law  proclaims  from  heaven ; 
Blood  must  flow — on  this  condition, 
This  alone,  is  sin  forgiven  : 
Yes,  a  victim  must  be  slain, 
Else  all  hope  of  life  is  vain. 

2  But  the  victim — who  shall  find  it? 

Such  a  one  as  sinners  need  ? 
To  the  altar  who  shall  bind  it 3 

Who  shall  make  the  victim  bleed  ? 
Questions  these  of  anxious  thought, 
Till  the  word  of  God  is  brought. 

3  God  himself  provides  the  Victim — 

Jesus  is  the  Lamb  of  God  ; 
Heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell  afflict  him, 
While  he  bears  the  sinner's  loadj 
'Tis  his  blood,  and  that  alone, 
Can  for  human  guilt  atone. 


HYMN  CXXII,  CXXI1I.  349- 

4  Joyful  truth !  he  bore  transgression 
In  his  body  on  the  cross ; 
Through  his  blood,  there's  full  remission ; 
All  for  him  we  count  but  loss : 
Jesus  for  the  sinner  bleeds, 
Nothing  more  the  sinner  needs. 

122— L.  M.  Hymn  15,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

He  suffered. 

1  r\  LORD,  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes 
V_/  Beholds  thy  wondrous  sacrifice, 
Love  rises  to  an  ardent  flame, 

And  we  all  other  hope  disclaim. 

2  With  cold  affections  who  can  see 

The  thorns,  the  scourge,  the  nails,  the  tree. 
The  flowing  tears,  the  crimson  sweat, 
The  bleeding  hands,  and  head,  and  feet ! 

3  Jesus,  what  millions  of  our  race 
Have  been  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace ! 
And  millions  more  to  thee  shall  fly, 
And  on  thy  sacrifice  rely. 

4  The  sorrow,  shame,  and  death,  were  thine, 
And  all  the  stores  of  wrath  divine ! 

Ours  are  the  pardon,  life,  and  bliss : 
What  love  can  be  compar'd  to  this? 

123— L.  M.  Hymn  15,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

He  was  crucified. 

1  O  TRETCH'D  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  dies, 
O  Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arise  ! 

See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Runs  down  the  sacred  crimson  tide ! 

2  Believers  now,  behold  the  Man  ! 

The  Man  of  Grief  condemn'd  for  you, 


350  HYMN    CXXIV. 

The  Lamb  of  God  for  sinners  slain, 
Weeping  to  Calvary  pursue. 

3  His  sacred  limbs  they  pierce,  they  tear, 
With  nails  they  fasten  to  the  wood — 
His  sacred  limbs!  expos'd  and  bare, 
Or  only  cover'd  with  his  blood. 

4  See  there  !  his  temples  crown'd  with  thorns, 
His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide, 

His  streaming  feet  transfix'd  and  torn, 
The  fountain  gushing  from  his  side. 

5  Thou  dear,  thou  sufFring  Son  of  God, 
How  doth  thy  heart  to  sinners  move  ! 
Sprinkle  on  us  thy  precious  blood, 
Constrain  us  with  thy  dying  love ! 

124— P.  M.  8,  7.  Hymn  98.  B.  3 

Sitting  at  the  foot  of  the  Cross. 

1  QWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
O  Which  before  the  Cross  I  spend, 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing 

From  the  sinner's  dying  friend. 

2  Here  I'll  sit,  for  ever,  viewing 

Mercy's  streams  in  streams  of  blood ; 
Precious  drops  !  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead,  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

3  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  Cross  to  lie  ; 
While  I  see  divine  compassion 
Floating  in  his  languid  eye. 

4  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 

While  upon  the  Cross  I  gaze ; 
Love  I  much, — 'I've  much  forgiven ; 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 


HYMN  CXXV,  CXXVI.  351 

5  Love  and  grief,  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I'll  bathe, 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

6  May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go ; 
Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 
And  himself  more  fully  know. 

125— L.  M.  Hymn  15,  Pt.  3.  B.  1 

It  is  Christ  that  died. 

1  O INNERS  rejoice,  'tis  Christ  that  died : 
O  Behold,  the  blood  flows  from  his  side! 
To  wash  your  souls,  and  raise  you  high, 
To  dwell  with  God  above  the  sky. 

2  'Tis  Christ  that  died  !  0  love  divine ! 
Here  mercy,  truth,  and  justice  shine  ; 
God  reconcil'd,  and  sinners  bought 

With  Jesus'  blood — how  sweet  the  thought ! 

3  'Tis  Christ  that  died!  a  truth  indeed, 
On  which  my  faith  would  ever  feed  : 
Nor  let  the  works  that  I  perform 

Be  nam'd,  to  swell  a  haughty  worm. 

4  'Tis  Christ  that  died  !  'tis  Christ  was  slain, 
To  save  my  soul  from  endless  pain ; 

'Tis  Christ  that  died,  shall  be  my  theme, 
While  I  have  breath  to  praise  his  name. 

126— S.  M.  Hymn  58.  Add. 

Christ  upon  the  Cross. 
1   T)EHOLD  th'  amazing  sight, 
-M-J  The  Saviour  lifted  high  ; 
Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
Expire  in  agony. 


352  HYMN  CXXV1I. 

2  For  whom  was  broke  that  heart  ? 
For  whom  these  sorrows  borne  ? 

Why  did  he  feel  that  piercing  smart, 
And  meet  that  bitter  scorn? 

3  For  love  of  us  he  bled, 
And  all  in  torture  died  ; 

'Twas  love  that  bow'd  his  fainting  head 
And  op'd  his  gushing  side. 

4  I  see,  and  I  adore, 
In  sympathy  of  love  ; 

I  feel  the  strong  attractive  power 
To  lift  my  soul  above. 

5  Drawn  by  such  cords  as  these, 
Let  all  the  earth  combine, 

With  cheerful  ardour  to  confess 
The  energy  divine. 

6  In  thee,  our  hearts  unite, 
Nor  share  thy  griefs  alone, 

But  from  thy  cross  pursue  their  flight 
To  thy  triumphant  throne. 

127— C.  M.  Hymn  16,  Pt.  3.  B.  1 

Christ  sustained  the  pains  of  hell. 

1      A  ND  did  the  holy  and  the  just, 
J\.  The  Sov'reign  of  the  skies, 
Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dust, 
That  guilty  worms  might  rise  ? 

•  2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  in  his  soul, 
Sustain'd  the  pains  of  hell ; 
The  wrath  of  God  without  control, 
On  him  our  surety  fell. 

3  He  took  the  dying  sinner's  place, 
And  sufler'd  in  his  stead : 


HYMN  CXXVIII.  353 

For  man,  (0  miracle  of  grace  !) 
For  man  the  Saviour  bled  ! 

4  Dear  Lord,  what  heav'nly  wonders  dwell 

In  thy  atoning  blood  ! 
By  this  are  sinners  snatch'd  from  hell, 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 

5  Jesus,  my  soul,  adoring,  bends 

To  love  so  full,  so  free  ; 
And  may  I  hope  that  love  extends 
Its  sacred  pow'r  to  me  ? 

6  What  glad  return  can  I  impart 

For  favours  so  divine  ? 
0!  take  my  all — this  worthless  heart, 
And  make  it  only  thine. 

128— CM.  Hymn  30,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

Christ  our  substitute. 

1  TESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 
«J     A  thousand  glories  more, 

Than  the  rich  gems  and  polish'd  gold, 
The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 

2  Fresh  blood,  as  constant  as  the  day, 

Was  on  their  altars  spilt ; 
But  thy  one  ofFring  takes  away 
For  ever  all  our  guilt. 

3  Once,  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 

With  blood,  but  not  his  own, 
Aaron  within  the  veil  appears, 
Before  the  golden  throne. 

4  But  Christ,  by  his  own  pow'rful  blood 

Ascends  above  the  skies; 
And,  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 
Shows  his  own  sacrifice. 


354  HYMN  CXXIX,  CXXX. 

129— L.  M.  Hymn  59.  Add. 

The  Crucifixion. 

1  ">rjlIS  finish *d  !"  so  the  Saviour  cried, 

JL     And  meekly  bow*d  his  dying  head  j 
"  'Tis  finish'd !"  yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  "Tis  finish'd!"  all  that  Heaven  decreed, 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  said, 

Is  now  fulfill'd,  as  was  design'd, 
In  Christ,  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  "  'Tis  finish'd !"  this,  his  dying  groan, 
Shall  sins  of  deepest  hue  atone ; 
Millions  shall  be  redeem'd  from  death, 
By  this,  his  last  expiring  breath. 

4  "  'Tis  finish'd  !"  Heaven  is  reconciled, 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoil'd, 
Peace,  love,  and  happiness,  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

5  "  'Tis  finish'd  !"  let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round ; 

"  'Tis  finish'd  !"  let  the  echo  fly 

Through  heaven  and  hell,  through  earth  and  sky 

130— 8s  7s.  Hymn  63.  Add. 

The  Cross  of  Christ. 

1  TN  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory! 

JL   Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time, 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story, 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me, 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 


HYMN  CXXXI.  355 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming, 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory ; 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time, 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story, 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

131— L.  M.  Hymn  64.  Add. 

Glorying  in  the  Cross. 

1  "TTTHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 

VV     On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  diedj 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down ; 
Did  eer  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown ! 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small  j 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


356  HYMN  CXXXII. 

132—  7s.  Hymn  91.  Ada 

Go  to  Golgotha. 

1  /^i  0  to  Golgotha,  and  weep 

vT  With  the  suff'ring  Son  of  God, 
And  behold,  with  anguish  deep, 
Where  the  sacred  Victim  stood ; 
Like  a  lamb  to  slaughter  led, 
Every  friend  and  helper  fled. 

2  Go  to  Golgotha,  and  see 

All  the  heav'ns  in  sackcloth  hung, 
While  rebuke  and  blasphemy 
Issue  foul  from  every  tongue. 
Hear  that  agonizing  cry, 
While  the  rending  rocks  reply. 

3  Go  to  Golgotha,  and  tell 

Why  the  scourge,  the  crown  of  thorn, 
Why  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell 
Join  in  deeds  of  hate  and  scorn ; 
Why  such  innocence  in  tears, 
On  the  shameful  cross  appears. 

1  Go  to  Golgotha,  and  learn 
All  the  bitterness  of  sin ; 
In  those  scenes  of  wrath  discern 
What  thine  own  desert  hath  been 
Thine  the  shame,  reproach,  and  guilt ; 
'Twas  for  thee  that  blood  was  spilt. 

*)  Go  to  Golgotha,  and  pray 

That  thy  sins  may  be  forgiven , 
He  on  whom  thy  burthens  lay, 
Now  is  Advocate  in  heaven. 
Lift  thine  eyes  to  his  abode, 
Trusting  in  the  Son  of  God. 


HYMN  CXXX1II,  CXXXIV.  357 


RESURRECTION. 

J.33—L.  M.  Hymn  17,  Pt.  1.  B.  U 

The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  )  npiS  finished,  the  Redeemer  cries  ; 

JL     When  lowly  bows  his  fainting  head: 
And  soon  th'  expiring  sacrifice 
Sinks  to  the  regions  of  the  dead. 

2  'Tis  done — the  mighty  work  is  done  ! 
For  men  or  angels  much  too  great ; 
Which  none,  but  God's  eternal  Son, 
Or  would  attempt,  or  could  complete. 

3  Tis  done — old  things  are  past  away, 
And  a  new  state  of  things  begun  ; 
A  kingdom  which  shall  ne'er  decay, 
But  shall  outlast  the  circling  sun. 

4  A  new  account  of  time  begins  ; 

Now  our  dear  Lord  resumes  his  breath, 
Charg'd  with  our  sorrows  and  our  sins  ; 
Our  lives  to  ransom  by  his  death. 

5  Once  he  was  dead,  but  now  he  reigns, 
He  lives,  he  lives,  he  lives  again  : 
Let's  tell  our  joys  in  pious  strains, 
And  spread  the  glory  of  his  name. 

134— P.  M.  7  Hymn  89.  R  1. 

The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  "piHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  ris'n  to-day," 
V->   Sons  of  men  and  angels  say ; 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high, 
Sing,  ye  heav'ns,  and  earth  reply. 


358  HYMN  CXXXV. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won : 
Lo !  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er, 

Lo !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, 
Christ  has  burst  the  gate  of  hell ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise, 
Christ  hath  open'd  Paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King ! 

"  Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting  ?" 

Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save : 

"  Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  ?" 

5  Hail,  the  Lord  of  earth  and  heav'n ! 
Praise  to  thee  by  both  be  giv'n ! 
Thee  we  greet  triumphant  now, 
Hail!  the  resurrection — Thou! 

135— C.  L.  M.  Hymn  60.  Add 

The   Lord  is  risen. 

1  TTOW  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn,  ■ 
-LJ_   That  gilds  the  sacred  tomb, 
Where  once  the  Crucified  was  borne, 

And  veil'd  in  midnight  gloom  ! 
O,  weep  no  more  the  Saviour  slain ; 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

2  Ye  mourning  saints,  dry  every  tear 

For  your  departed  Lord, 
"  Behold  the  place — he  is  not  here," 

The  tomb  is  all  unbarr'd  : 
The  gates  of  death  were  closed  in  vain, 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

3  Now,  cheerful  to  the  house  of  pray'r, 

Your  early  footsteps  bend, 


HYMN  CXXXVI.  359 

The  Saviour  will  himself  be  there, 

Your  advocate  and  Friend  : 
Once  by  the  law  your  hopes  were  slain, 
But  now  in  Christ  ye  live  again. 

4  How  tranquil  now  the  rising  day, 

'Tis  Jesus  still  appears, 
A  risen  Lord  to  chase  away 

Your  unbelieving  fears : 
O,  weep  no  more  your  comforts  slain, 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

5  And  when  the  shades  of  evening  fall, 

When  life's  last  hour  draws  nigh, 
If  Jesus  shines  upon  the  soul, 

How  blissful  then  to  die ; 
Since  he  has  risen  that  once  was  slain, 
Ye  die  in  Christ  to  live  again. 

136— L.  M.  Hymn  61.  Add. 

Christ's  Intercession. 

1  TTE  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives  ! 
XI    What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  : 
And  now  before  his  Father,  God, 
He  pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 
And  justice,  arm"d  with  frowns,  appears  ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face, 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence,  then,  ye  black  despairing  thoughts; 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 
His  powerful  intercessions  rise, 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 

4  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
This  hope  repels  each  fiery  dart — 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 


360  HYMN  CXXXVII. 

5  Great  Advocate,  Almighty  Friend, 
On  thee  alone  our  hopes  depend ; 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 

137— L.  M.  Hymn  17,  Pt.  2.  B.  L 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  liveth. 

1  T  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives ; 

J-    What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives  1 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  ever-living  head  ! 

2  He  lives  triumphant  from  the  grave, 
He  lives  eternally  to  save  ; 

He  lives  all  glorious  in  the  sky, 
He  lives  exalted  there  on  high. 

3  He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives  to  plead  for  me  above : 
He  lives  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

4  He  lives  to  grant  me  fresh  supply, 
He  lives  to  guide  me  with  his  eye ; 
He  lives  to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
He  lives  to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 

5  He  lives  to  silence  all  my  fears, 

He  lives  to  stop  and  wipe  my  tears ; 
He  lives  to  calm  my  troubled  heart, 
He  lives  all  blessings  to  impart. 

6  He  lives,  my  kind,  wise,  heav'nly  Friend, 
He  lives  and  loves  me  to  the  end ; 

He  lives,  and,  while  he  lives,  I'll  sing, 
He  lives,  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

7  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath, 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death , 


HYMN  CXXXVIII.  361 

He  lives  my  mansion  to  prepare, 
He  lives  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

8  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name  ; 
He  lives,  my  Jesus,  still  the  same ; 

0  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 

1  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives  ! 


ASCENSION    AND   EXALTATION. 

138— C.  M.  Hymn  16.  B.  2. 

Coronation  of  Christ. 

1  \  LL  hail,  the  pow'r  of  Jesus'  name! 
-TjL  Let  angels  prostrate  fall, 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God. 
Who  from  his  altar  call ; 

Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 
Whom  David,  Lord  did  call  ; 

The  God  incarnate  !    Man  Divine  ! 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
Ye  ransom "d  from  the  fall, 

Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

5  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 

Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
16 


362  HYMN  CXXXIX. 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

7  Oh,  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

139— L.  M.  Hymn  18,  Pt.  1.  B.  1, 

He  ascended  into  Heaven. 

1  /~^UR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 
\J  Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high ; 
The  pow'rs  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 

"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heav'nly  gates, 
"Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way!" 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene : 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right, 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in. 

4  "  Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lord  that  all  his  foes  o'ercame, 

The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew ; 
And  Jesus  is  the  conqu'ror's  name. 

5  Lo  !  his  triumphant  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay, 

"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heav'nly  gates ! 
"  Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way !" 

6  "  Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lord,  of  boundless  pow'r  possest, 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  for  ever  blest. 


F 


HYMN  CXL,  CXLI.  363 

140— L.  M.  Hymn  18,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

Forerunner. 
'AR,  far  beyond  these  lower  skies, 
Up  to  the  glories  all  his  own, 
Where  we  by  faith  lift  up  our  eyes, 
There  Jesus,  our  Forerunner's  gone. 

2  Amidst  the  shining  hosts  above, 

Where  his  blest  smile  new  pleasure  gives, 
Where  all  is  wonder,  joy,  and  love ; 
There  Jesus,  our  Forerunner,  lives. 

3  Before  his  heav*nly  Father's  face, 
For  ev'ry  saint  he  intercedes  ; 
And  with  infallible  success, 

There  Jesus,  our  Forerunner,  pleads. 

4  We    shall,  when  we  in  heav'n  appear, 
His  praises  sing,  his  wonders  tell; 
And  with  our  great  Forerunner  there, 
For  ever  and  for  ever  dwell. 

141— L.  M.  Hymn  IS,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

The  presence,  glory,  and  power  of  Christ. 

1  TT7ITH  transport,  Lord,  our  souls  proclaim 

V  V      Th'  immortal  honours  of  thy  name  ; 
Altho'  ascended  to  thy  throne, 
Thou  still  art  present  with  thine  own. 

2  High  on  his  Father's  royal  seat, 
Our  Jesus  shone  divinely  great ; 

Ere  Adam's  clay  with  life  was  warm'd, 
Or  Gabriel's  nobler  spirit  form'd. 

3  Thro'  all  succeeding  ages,  he 

The  same  hath  been — the  same  shall  be; 
Immortal  radiance  gilds  his  head, 
While  stars  and  suns  wax  old,  and  fade. 


364  HYMN  CXLII. 

4  The  same  his  pow'r  his  flock  to  guard  j 
The  same  his  bounty  to  reward : 

The  same  his  faithfulness  and  love, 
To  saints  on  earth  and  saints  above. 

5  Let  nature  change,  and  sink,  and  die  ; 
Jesus  shall  raise  his  chosen  high ; 
And  fix  them  near  his  heavnly  throne, 
In  glory  changeless  as  his  own. 

142— P.  M.  Hymn  90.  B.  1. 

The  Ascension  and  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  "D  EJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King, 
XV   Th'  ascended  King  adore  ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks,  and  sing 
And  triumph  evermore  ! 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

2  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns, 
The  God  of  truth  and  love  : 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  stains, 
He  took  his  seat  above  : 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Are  to  our  Jesus  giv'n  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

4  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope  ; 
Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home  : 

We  soon  shall  hear  the  Archangel's  voice, 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  rejoice. 


HYMN  CXLIII,  CXLIV.  365 

143— L.  M  Hymn  19,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

He  sitteth  at  the  right  hand  of  God. 

1  TESUS  the  Lord  our  souls  adore, 
«J     A  painful  suff;rer  now  no  more  ; 
At  the  right  hand  of  God  he  reigns 

O'er  earth,  and  heav'ns  extensive  plains. 

2  His  race  for  ever  is  complete  ; 
For  ever  undisturb'd  his  seat ; 
Myriads  of  angels  round  him  fly, 
And  sing  his  well-gain'd  victory. 

3  Yet  "midst  the  honours  of  his  throne, 
He  joys  not  for  himself  alone  ; 

His  meanest  servants  share  their  part, 
Share  in  that  royal  tender  heart. 

4  Raise,  raise,  my  soul,  thy  raptur'd  sight 
With  sacred  wonder  and  delight : 
Jesus  at  God's  right  hand  now  see, 
Enter'd  within  the  veil  for  thee. 

144— C.  M.  Hymn  62.  Add, 

The  Cross  and  Crown. 

1  PT^HE  head  that  once  was  crown'd  with  thorns 
JL     Is  crown'd  with  glory  now  ; 

A  royal  diadem  adorns 

The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords, 

Is  his  by  sov'reign  right; 
The  King  of  kings,  the  Lord  of  lords, 
He  reigns  in  glory  bright. 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  below, 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love, 
And  grants  his  name  to  know ; 


366  HYMN    CXLV. 

4  To  them  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace  is  given ; 
Their  name  an  everlasting  name, 
Their  joy — the  joy  of  heaven. 

5  They  suffer  with  their  Lord  below, 

They  reign  with  him  above  ; 
Their  profit  and  their  joy  to  know 
The  myst'ry  of  his  love. 

6  The  cross  he  bore,  is  life  and  health, 

Though  shame  and  death  to  him ; 
His  people's  hope,  his  people's  wealth, 
Their  everlasting  theme. 

145— L.  M.  Hymn  31,  Pt.  1.  B.  1, 

Jesus  hath  the  key  of  the  kingdom  of  heaven. 

1  "TT7ITH  what  delight  I  raise  my  eyes, 

VV    And  view  the  courts  where  Jesus  dwells 4 
Jesus,  who  reigns  above  the  skies, 
And  here  below  his  grace  reveals. 

2  Of  God's  own  house  the  sacred  key 
Is  borne  by  that,  majestic  hand  : 
Mansions  and  treasures  there  I  see 
Subjected  all  to  his  command. 

3  He  shuts,  and  worlds  might  strive  in  vain 
The  mighty  obstacle  to  move  ; 

He  looses  all  their  bars  again, 

And  who  shall  shut  the  gates  of  love  ! 

4  Fix'd  in  omnipotence,  he  bears 
The  glories  of  his  Father's  name  ; 
Sustains  his  people's  weighty  cares, 
Thro'  ev'ry  changing  age  the  same. 

5  My  little  all  I  here  suspend, 

Where  the  whole  weight  of  heav'n  is  hung; 
Secure  I  rest  on  such  a  friend, 
And  into  raptures  wake  my  tongue. 


HYMN  CXLVI,  CLXVII.  367 

146— 8s  7s.  Hymn  53.  Add. 

Our  High-Priest, 

1  TTAIL,  thou  once  despised  Jesus, 

JLJ_  Hail,  thou  bleeding,  conq'ring  King; 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us  ; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring ! 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Thou  didst  bear  our  sin  and  shame, 
Through  thy  merit  we  find  favour ; 

Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  Almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven, 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  ; 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven, 

Man  is  reconciled  to  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail,  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide, 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side: 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare : 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

147— L.  M.  Hymn  65.  Add. 

Lord  of  Angels. 

1   /~1  REAT  God,  to  what  a  glorious  height 
VT  Hast  thou  advanced  the  Lord,  thy  Son ! 
Angels,  in  all  their  robes  of  light, 
Are  made  the  servants  of  his  throne. 


368  HYMN  CXLVIII. 

2  Before  his  feet,  their  armies  wait, 
And  swift  as  flames  of  fire  they  move, 
To  manage  his  affairs  of  state, 

In  works  of  vengeance  or  of  love. 

3  Now  they  are  sent  to  guide  our  feet, 
Up  to  the  gates  of  thine  abode, 
Through  all  the  dangers  that  we  meet, 
In  travelling  o'er  the  heavenly  road. 

4  Lord,  when  we  leave  this  mortal  ground, 
And  thou  shalt  bid  us  rise  and  come, 
Send  thy  beloved  angels  down, 

Safe  to  conduct  our  spirits  home. 

148— L.  M.  Hymn  19,  Pt.  3.  B.  1 

Christ  will  come  to  judge  the  world. 

1  1VTOW  to  the  Lord,  that  made  us  know 
-L\    The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 

Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  'Twas  he  that  cleans'd  our  foulest  sins, 
And  wash'd  us  in  his  richest  blood ; 
'Tis  he  that  makes  us  priests  and  kings, 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

3  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 
To  Jesus,  our  superior  King, 
Be  everlasting  pow'r  confess'd, 
And  ev*ry  tongue  his  glory  sing. 

4  Behold  !  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 
And  ev'ry  eye  shall  see  his  face  ; 

Tho'  with  our  sins  we  pierc'd  him  once ; 
He  now  displays  his  pard'ning  grace. 

5  The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail, 
While  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day; 
Come,  Lord !  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariots  long  delay. 


HYMN  CXLIX.  360 

149—8,  7,  4.  Hymn  147.  B.  1. 

Surely  I  come   quickly ;   Amen,  even  so,  come,  Lord 
Jesus. 

1  T   O !  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 

1  J   Once  for  favour'd  sinners  slain  I 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending 

Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train : 
Hallelujah ! 
Jesus  now  shall  ever  reign. 

2  Ev'ry  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 
Rob'd  in  dreadful  majesty: 

Those,  who  set  at  naught,  and  sold  him, 

Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  great  Messiah  see. 

3  Ev;ry  island,  sea,  and  mountain, 
Heav'n  and  earth,  shall  flee  away : 

All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded, 
Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day ; 
Come  to  judgment ! 
Come  to  judgment !  come  away ! 

4  Now  redemption,  long  expected, 
See  in  solemn  pomp  appear ! 

All  his  saints,  by  men  rejected, 

Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air ! 
Hallelujah ! 
See  the  day  of  God  appear  ! 

5  Answer  thine  own  bride  and  Spirit ; 
Hasten,  Lord,  and  quickly  come  ! 

The  new  heav'n  and  earth  t'  inherit, 

Take  thy  weeping  exiles  home : 
All  Creation 
Travails,  groans,  and  bids  thee  come ! 

16* 


370  HYMN  CL. 

6  Yea !  amen  !  let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thine  exalted  throne  ! 
Saviour,  take  the  pow'r  and  glory: 

Claim  the  kingdoms  for  thine  own ! 

0  come  quickly, 
Hallelujah  !  come,  Lord,  come  ! 

1  50—8,  7,  4.  Hymn  19,  Pt.  5.  B.  1 

Xo,  he  cometh. 

1  T    0 !  he  cometh !  countless  trumpets 
-Li  Blow  to  raise  the  sleeping  dead  ; 
'Midst  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels 

See  their  great  exalted  Head. 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God  ! 

2  Now  his  merit,  by  the  harpers, 

Thro'  th'  eternal  deep  resounds  ; 
Now  resplendent  shine  his  nail-prints, 

Ev'ry  eye  shall  see  his  wounds  : 
They,  who  pierc'd  him, 
Shall  at  his  appearance  wail. 

3  Full  of  joyful  expectation, 

Saints,  behold  the  Judge  appear! 
Truth  and  justice  go  before  him, 

Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear  : 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  divine. 

4  "  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 

"  Enter  into  life  and  joy  ; 
"  Banish  all  your  fears  and  sorrows, 

"  Endless  praise  be  your  employ  :" 
Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome  to  the  skies. 


HYMN  CLI.  371 

5  Now  at  once  they  rise  to  glory, 

Jesus  brings  them  as  their  king ; 

There,  with  all  the  hosts  of  heav'n, 
They  eternal  anthems  sing : 

Hallelujah, 

Boundless  glory  to  the  Lamb. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

1 5 1— C.  M.  Hymn  66.  Add. 

Effusion  of  the  Spirit. 

1  T   ET  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky! 
JLi   Christ,  our  ascended  Lord, 
Sends  down  his  Spirit  from  on  high, 

According  to  his  word. 

2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath, 
New  life  creates  within, 

He  quickens  sinners  from  their  death 
Of  trespasses  and  sin. 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 
And  to  our  hearts  reveals  ; 

Our  bodies  he  his  temple  makes, 
And  our  redemption  seals. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above, 
With  thy  celestial  fire  ; 

Come,  and  with  flames  of  zeal  and  love 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire  1 


372  HYMN  CLII,  CLIII. 

152— C.  M.  Hymn  67.  Add. 

Work  of  the  Spirit. 

1  rpHE  blessed  Spirit,  like  the  wind, 
X    Blows  when  and  where  he  please ; 

How  happy  are  the  men  who  feel 
The  soul-enlivening  breeze! 

2  He  forms  the  carnal  mind  afresh, 

Subdues  the  power  of  sin, 
Transforms  the  heart  of  stone  to  flesh, 
And  plants  his  grace  within. 

3  He  sheds  abroad  the  Father's  love, 

Applies  redeeming  blood, 
Bids  both  our  guilt  and  grief  remove, 
And  brings  us  near  to  God. 

4  Lord,  fill  each  dead,  benighted  soul, 

With  light,  and  life,  and  joy  ; 
None  can  thy  mighty  power  control, 
Thy  glorious  work  destroy. 

153—  C.  M.  Hymn  68.  Add. 

Work  of  the  Spirit. 

1  i^l  REAT  Spirit,  through  whose  mighty  power 
VX  All  creatures  live  and  move, 

On  us  thy  benediction  shower, 
Inspire  our  souls  with  love. 

2  Hail,  Source  of  light,  arise  and  shine, 

Darkness  and  doubt  dispel ; 
Give  peace  and  joy,  for  we  are  thine, 
In   us  forever  dwell. 

3  From  death  to  life  our  spirits  raise, 

Complete  redemption  bring; 
New  tongues  impart,  to  speak  the  praise 
Of  Christ,  our  God  and  King. 


HYMN  CLIV,  CLV.  373 

4    Thine  inward  witness  bear,  unknown 
To  all  the  world  beside  ; 
Exulting,  then,  we'll  show  and  own 
Our  Jesus  glorified. 

1 54— L.  M.  Hymn  20,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

Influences  of  the  Holy   Ghost. 

1  "INTERNAL  Spirit!  we  confess 

JL-J   And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  : 
Thy  pow'r  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlighten'd  by  thine  heav'nly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day; 
We  learn  the  meaning  of  thy  word, 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 

3  Thy  pow*r  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin  ; 
Our  wild  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice  j 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys  : 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 

And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

1 55— L.  M.  Hymn  20,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

Influences  of  the  Holy   Ghost. 

1  T\EAR  Lord,  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest 
J-J   In  such  a  wretched  heart  as  mine  ? 
Unworthy  dwelling!  glorious  Guest! 
Favour  astonishing,  divine  ! 

2  When  sin  prevails,  and  gloomy  fear, 
And  hope  almost  expires  in  night, 
Lord,  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here, 
Great  spring  of  comfort,  life  and  light  1 


374  HYMN  CLVI. 

3  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh; 
'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ; 
Else  would  my  hopes  for  ever  die, 
And  ev'ry  cheering  ray  depart. 

4  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 
Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 

The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 
And  bid  my  drooping  pow'rs  rejoice  ? 

5  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires ; 
Can  it  be  less  than  pow'r  divine, 
Which  animates  these  strong  desires  ? 

6  What  less  than  thine  almighty  Word 
Can  raise  my  heart  from  earth  and  dust, 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
My  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  trust  ? 

7  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 
"  I  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace  ;" 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace  ? 

8  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love ; 
And  light  and  heav'nly  peace  impart, 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

156— S.  M.  D.  Hymn  69.  Add 

Witness  of  the  Spirit. 

1    OPIRIT  of  faith,  come  down, 

O   Reveal  the  things  of  God, 
And  make  to  us  the   Saviour   known 

And  witness  with  the  blood. 

'Tis  thine  the  blood  t'  apply, 

And  give  us  each  to  see, 
That  he  who  did  for  sinners  die, 

Hath  surely  died  for  me. 


HYMN  CLVII,  CLVIII.  375 

2  No  one  can  truly  say, 

That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 
Unless  thou  take  the  veil  away, 

And  breathe  the  living  word. 

Then,  only  then,  we  feel 

Our  interest  in  his  blood, 
And  cry,  with  joy  unspeakable, 

"  Thou  art  my  Lord,  my  God." 

1 5  7— L.  P.  M.  Hymn  70.  Add. 

Spirit  sought. 

1  piOME,  Holy  Ghost,  all  quick'ning  fire, 
V>^    Come,  and  in  me  delight  to  rest; 
Grant  the  supplies  that  I  require  ; 

O  come,  and  consecrate  my  breast : 
The  temple  of  my  soul  prepare, 
And  fix  thy  sacred  presence  there. 

2  My  peace,  my  life,  my  comfort  thou, 
My  treasure  and  my  all  thou  art ; 
True  witness  of  my  sonship,  now, 
Engraving  Christ  upon  my  heart, 
Seal  of  my  sins  in  him  forgiven, 
Earnest  of  love,  and  pledge  of  heaven. 

3  My  Comforter,  mark  out  thine  heir, 
Of  heaven  a  larger  earnest  give ; 
With  clearer  light  thy  witness  bear, 
More  actively  within  me  live  ; 

Let  all  my  powers  thy  presence  feel, 
And  deeper  stamp  thyself  the  seal. 

158— P.  M.  8,  7.  Hymn  20.  B.  2. 

The  Holy  Spirit  invoked. 
1   TJOLY  GHOST,  dispel  our  sadness, 
JLJL   Pierce  the  clouds  of  sinful  night; 
Come,  thou  Source  of  sweetest  gladness, 
Breathe  thy  life  and  spread  thy  light ; 


r76  HYMN  CLIX. 

Loving  Spirit,  God  of  peace, 
Great  Distributer  of  grace, 
4         Rest  upon  this  congregation  ! 

Hear,  Oh,  hear  our  supplication. 

2  From  that  height  which  knows  no  measure, 

As  a  gracious  show'r,  descend  ; 
Bringing  down  the  richest  treasure 

Man  can  wish,  or  God  can  send. 
O,  thou  Glory  shining  down 
From  the  Father  and  the  Son-, 

Grant  us  thy  illumination  ! 

Rest  on  all  this  congregation. 

3  Come,  thou  best  of  all  donations 

God  can  give,  or  we  implore  ; 
Having  thy  sweet  consolations, 

We  need  wish  for  nothing  more  : 
Holt  Spirit,  beav'nly  Dove, 
Now  descending  from  above, 

Rest  on  all  this  congregation  ! 

Make  our  hearts  thy  habitation. 

159— CM.  Hymn  71.  Add 

Grieving  the   Spirit. 

1  fl^HE  God  of  grace  will  never  leave, 

J-     Or  cast  away  his  own  ; 
And  yet  when  we  his  Spirit  grieve, 
His  comforts  are  withdrawn. 

2  If  noisy  war  or  strife  abound, 

We  grieve  the  peaceful  dove  ; 
His  gracious  influence  is  found 
In  paths  of  truth  and  love. 

3  Should  we  indulge  one  secret  sin, 

Or  disregard  his  laws, 
His  succours  and  support,  within, 
The  Spirit  vex'd  withdraws. 


HYMN  CLX,  CLX1.  377 

4  To  sin,  0  leave  us  not  a  prey, 
Nor  yet  to  Satan's  hand  ; 
But  guide  us,  in  the  heav'nly  way, 
To  our  Emmanuel's  land. 

160— L.  M.  Hymn  72.  Add. 

Invocation. 

1  /"10ME,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind, 
\J   And  fit  me  to  approach  my  God  ; 
Remove  each  vain  and  worldly  thought, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 
A  living  spark  of  holy  fire  ? 

0  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame  ; 
Make  me  to  burn  with  pure  desire. 

3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 
And  let  me  now  my  Saviour  see  ; 

0.  soothe  and  cheer  my  burden'd  heart, 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  thee. 

161— 7s.  Hymn  73.  Add 

Influences  of  the  Spirit. 

1  r^  RACIOUS  Spirit,  Love  divine, 
VT  Let  thy  light  within  me  sbine  ; 
Let  my  guilty  fears  remove, 

Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pard'ning  grace  to  me  ; 
Set  the  burden'd  sinner  free  ; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart, 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 


378  HYMN  CLXII,  CLXIIL 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine, 
Keep  me.  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

162— 7s.  Hymn  74.  Add 

Invocation. 

1  TJOLY  GHOST,  with  light  divine, 
JlJL  Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine  ; 
Long  hath  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine, 
Cheer  this  sadden'd  heart  of  mine  ; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart, 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all-divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Cast  down  every  idol-throne, 
Reign  supreme — and  reign  alone. 

163— C.  M.  Hymn  75.  Add. 

Various   influences  desired. 

1  INTERNAL  Spirit— God  of  truth, 
J-J   Our  contrite  hearts  inspire  ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  heavenly  love, 

And  feed  the  pure  desire. 

2  'Tis  thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing  mind, 

With  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd  ; 
'Tis  thine  to  bid  the  dying  live, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 


HYMN  CLXIV,  CLXV.  379 

3  Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 

Whate'er  that  sin  may  be  ; 
That  we,  in  singleness  of  heart, 
May  worship   only  thee. 

4  Then  with  our  spirits  witness  bear, 

That  we're  the  sons  of  God  ; 
Redeem'd  from  sin,  and  death,  and  hell, 
Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

164— C.  M.  Hymn  76.  Add. 

The  Spirit  desired. 

1  i~1  RE  AT  Father  of  each  perfect  gift, 
V_X  Behold  thy  servants  wait ; 
With  longing  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 

We  flock  around  thy  gate. 

2  0  !  shed  abroad  that  choicest  gift — 

Thy  Spirit  from  above, 
To  cheer  our  eyes  with  sacred  light, 
And  fire  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  Blest  earnest  of  eternal  joy, 

Declare  our  sins  forgiven : 
And  bear  with  energy  divine, 
Our  raptur'd  thoughts  to  heaven. 

4  Diffuse,  0  God,  thy  copious  showers, 

That  earth  its  fruit  may  yield, 
And  change  the  barren  wilderness 
To  Carmel's  flowery  field. 

165— P.  M.  8,  7.  Hymn  132.  B.  2. 

Love  divine. 

1   T*   OVE  divine,  all  love  excelling ! 
-Li  Joy  of  heavn,  to  earth  come  down ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling ; 
All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 


380  HYMN  CLXVI. 

Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion  ! 

Pure,  unbounded  love,  thou  art ! 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  ev"ry  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  0  breathe,  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  ev'ry  troubled  breast ! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promis'd  rest. 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be  ; 
End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive  ! 
Suddenly  return — and  never — - 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave  ! 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above ; 
Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 

Glory  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  Finish,  then,  thy  new  creation ; 

Pure,  unspotted,  may  we  be ; 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation, 

Perfectly  secur'd  by  thee  : 
Chang'd  from  glory  unto  glory, 

Till  in  heav'n  we  take  our  place ; 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise  ! 

166— C.  M.  Hymn  20,  Pt.  3.  B.  1 

Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  dove, 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 


HYMN  CLXVII.  381 

2  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trilling  toys  : 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise, 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor,  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  1 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  pow'rs, 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours 

167— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  91.  B.  \ 

The  out-pouring  of  the  Spirit. 

1  "TT7HEN  the  blest  day  of  Pentecost 

VV     Was  fully  come  ;  the  Holy  Ghost 
Descended  from  above, 
Sent  by  the  Father  and  the  Son : 
The  Sender  and  the  Sent  are  one, 
The  Lord  of  life  and  love. 

2  But  were  the  first  disciples  blest 
With  neavnly  gifts?  And  shall  the  rest 

Be  pass;d  unheeded  by  ? 
What !  Has  the  Holy  Ghost  forgot 
To  quicken  souls,  that  Christ  has  bought; 

And  let  them  lifeless  lie  1 

3  No,  thou  almighty  Paraclete  ! 

Thou  shedd'st  thy  heav'nly  influ'nce  yet  j 

Thou  visit'st  sinners  still ; 
Thou  breath  of  life,  thy  quick'ning  flame, 
Thy  pow'r,  thy  Godhead,  still  the  same, 

We  own:  because  we  feel. 


382  HYMN  CLXVIII. 

DECREES. 

168— C.  M.  Hymn  2.  B.  2, 

Sovereignty  and  Decrees  of  God. 


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EEP  silence — all  created  things, 
And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  : 
My  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
The  honours  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree  ; 

He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 

Nor  borrows  leave — to  be. 

3  Chain'd  to  his  throne  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men  ; 
With  ev'ry  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine ; 
Each  op'ning  leaf,  and  ev'ry  stroke, 
Fulfils' some  deep  design. 

5  Here,  he  exalts  neglected  worms, 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown ; 
And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why, 

Nor  God  the  reason  gives  ; 

Nor  dares  the  fav"rite  angel  pry 

Between  the  folded  leaves. 

7  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate,  with  curious  eyes  ; 


HYMN  CLXIX. 

Wha.t  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 

8  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 
O  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord — the  Lamb. 


169— P.  M.  11,  8.  Hymn  67.  B.  2. 

Election. 

1  TN  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise, 
-L  Ye  pilgrims,  for  Zion  who  press, 
Break  forth  and  extol  the  great  Ancient  of  days, 
His  rich  and  distinguishing  grace. 

t  His  love  from  eternity  fix'd  upon  you, — 
Broke  forth  and  discover'd  its  flame, 
When  each  with  the  cords  of  his  kindness  he 
drew, 
And  brought  you  to  love  his  great  name. 

9  0,  had  not  he  pitied  the  state  you  were  in, 
Your  bosoms  his  love  had  ne'er  felt: 
You  all  would  have   liv'd,  would  have  died  too 
in    sin, 
And  sunk  with  the  load  of  your  guilt. 

4  What  was  there  in  you  that  could  merit  esteem, 

Or  give  the  Creator  delight? 
'Twas  "  Even  so,  Father,"  you  ever  must  sing, 
"  Because  it  seem'd  good  in  thy  sight." 

5  Then  give  all  the  glory  to  his  holy  name, 

To  him  all  the  glory  belongs  ; 
Be  yours  the  high  joy  still  to  sound  forth  his  fame, 
And  crown  him  in  each  of  your  songs. 


384  HYMN  CLXX. 

1 70— L.  M.  Hymn  21,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

Election  sovereign  and  free. 

1  T)EH0LD  !  the  potter  moulds  the  clay, 
JD  His  vessel  forms,  himself  to  please  : 
Such  is  our  God,  and  such  are  we, 

The  subjects  of  his  just  decrees. 

2  Doth  not  the  workman's  pow'r  extend 
O'er  all  the  mass  ;  which  part  to  choose, 
And  mould  it  for  a  nobler  end  ; 

And  which  to  leave  for  viler  use  ? 

3  May  not  the  so v' reign  Lord  on  high 
Dispense  his  favours  as  he  will ; 
Choose  some  to  life,  while  others  die ; 
And  yet  be  just  and  glorious  still  1 

4  What,  if  to  make  his  terror  known, 
He  lets  his  patience  long  endure, 
Suff'ring  vile  rebels  to  go  on, 

And  seal  their  own  destruction  sure  ? 

5  What,  if  he  mean  to  show  his  grace, 
And  his  electing  love  employ 

To  mark  out  some  of  mortal  race, 
And  form  them  fit  for  heav'nly  joy. 

6  Shall  man  reply  against  the  Lord, 
And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjust ; 
The  thunder  of  whose  dreadful  word 
Can  crush  a  thousand  worlds  to  dust? 

7  But,  0 !  my  soul,  if  truth  so  bright 
Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  sight  j 
Yet  still  his  written  will  obey, 

And  wait  the  great  decisive  day. 

8  Then  shall  he  make  his  justice  known : 
And  the  whole  world,  before  his  throne 
With  joy,  or  terror,  shall  confess 

The  glory  of  his  righteousness. 


HYMN  CLXXI,  CLXXII.  385 

171— L.  M.  Hymn  137.  B.  1 

The  triumph  of  Faith. 

1  "YT7"H0  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn! 

VV  Tis  God  that  justifies  their  souls  ; 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell  ? 
'Tis  Christ  that  suffer'd  in  their  stead : 
And  the  salvation  to  fulfil, 

Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead. 

3  He  lives !  he  lives !  and  sits  above, 
For  ever  interceding  there  : 

Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair  ? 

4  Shall  persecution  or  distress, 
Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness  1 

He,  that  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  through, 
And  make  us  more  than  conq'rors  too. 

5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  pow'r, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour : 
Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope ; 
Nor  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop.^ 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 
Nor  pow'rs  on  high,  nor  pow'rs  below, 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Nor  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ  our  love. 

172— C.  M.  Hymn  32,  Pt.  3.  R  1 

Elected  to  Holiness. 
1  T~f  OW  vast  the  benefits  divine, 
XI  Which  we  in  Christ  possess ! 
We're  sav'd  from  guilt  and  ev'ry  sin. 

And  call'd  to  holiness. 
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386  HYMN  CLXXIII. 

2  'Tis  not  for  works  which  we  have  done, 

Or  shall  hereafter  do ; 

But  he,  of  his  electing  love, 

Salvation  doth  bestow. 

3  The  glory,  Lord,  from  first  to  last, 

Is  due  to  thee  alone  ; 
Aught  to  ourselves  we  dare  not  take, 
Or  rob  thee  of  thy  crown. 

4  Our  glorious  Surety  undertook 

Redemption's  wondrous  plan  ; 
And  grace  was  given  us  in  him, 
Before  the  world  began. 

5  Safe  in  the  arms  of  sov'reign  love 

We  ever  shall  remain ; 
Nor  shall  the  rage  of  earth  or  hell 
Make  thy  dear  counsels  vain. 

6  Not  one  of  all  the  chosen  race 

But  shall  to  heav'n  attain, 
Partake  on  earth  the  purpos'd  grace, 
And  then  with  Jesus  reign. 


CREATION  AND  PROVIDENCE. 

1 73— C.  M.  Hymn  9,  Pt.  2.  B.  1 

Creation. 

1   T   ORD,  when  our  raptur'd  thought  surveys 
1  J   Creation's  beauties  o'er, 
All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bids  our  souls  adore. 


HYMN  CLXXIV.  387 

2  Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine  ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 

3  The  living  tribes  of  countless  forms, 

In  earth,  and  sea,  and  air, 
The  meanest  flies,  the  smallest  worms, 
Almighty  pow'r  declare. 

4  Thy  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  goodness,  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works  appear  : 
And,  O  !   let  man  thy  praise  record, 
Man,  thy  distinguish'd  care. 

5  From  thee  the  breath  of  life  he  drew ; 

That  breath  thy  pow'r  maintains : 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
His  brittle  frame  sustains. 

6  Yet  nobler  favours  claim  his  praise, 

Of  reason's  light  possess'd  ; 
By  revelation's  brightest  rays, 
Still  more  divinely  blest. 

174— L.  M.  Hymn  3,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

Primitive  state  of  man. 
DAM  in  Paradise  was  plac'd, 
Our  nat'ral  and  our  fed'ral  head ; 
With  holiness  and  wisdom  grac'd, 
In  his  Creator's  image  made. 
Bless'd  with  the  joys  of  innocence, 
Upright  and  happy,  firm  he  stood  ; 
Till  he  debas'd  himself  to  sense, 
And  ate  of  the  forbidden  food. 
His  soul  at  first,  a  holy  flame, 
Was  kindled  by  his  Maker's  breath  ; 
But  stung  by  sin,  it  soon  became 
The  seat  of  darkness,  strife,  and  death. 


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388  HYMN  CLXXV. 

1 75— C.  M.  Hymn  10,  Pt.  4.  B.  1. 

The  blessings  of  Providence. 
„     A  LMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord, 
-Tjl   Kind  Guardian  of  my  days, 
Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record, 
In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 

Was  thy  indulgent  care  ; 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer. 

3  Around  my  path  what  dangers  rose ! 

What  snares  spread  all  my  road  ! 
No  pow'r  could  guard  me  from  my  foes, 
But  my  Preserver,  God. 

4  How  many  blessings  round  me  shone, 

Where'er  I  turn'd  mine  eye  ! 
How  many  past,  almost  unknown, 
Or  unregarded,  by ! 

5  Each  rolling  year  new  favours  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 
But  ah !  in  vain  my  lab'ring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

6  While  sweet  reflection,  thro'  my  days 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace  ; 
Still  dearer  blessings  claim  my  praise, 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

7  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord, 

For  favours  more  divine  ; 
That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word, 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 

8  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  ev'ry  weakness  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 


HYMN  CLXXVI.  389 

9  Then  shall  my  joyful  pow"rs  unite 
In  more  exalted  lays  ; 
And  join  the  happy  sons  of  light, 
In  everlasting  praise. 

1 76— L.  M.  Hymn  9,  Pt.  4.  B.  1. 

My  times  are  in  thine  hand. 

1  T>  ESISTLESS  Sov'reign  of  the  skies, 
XV  Immensely  great !  immensely  wise! 
My  times  are  all  within  thy  hand ; 

And  all  events  at  thy  command. 

2  My  times  of  sickness  and  of  health, 
My  times  of  penury  and  wealth, 
My  times  of  trial  and  of  grief, 

My  times  of  triumph  and  relief. 

3  Sad  times,  the  tempter's  pow'r  to  prove, 
Blest  times,  to  taste  a  Saviour's  love, 
Must  all  begin,  and  last,  and  end, 

As  best  shall  please  my  God  and  Friend. 

4  Tho'  plagues  and  deaths  around  me  fly, 
Till  he  commands,  I  cannot  die : 

No ;  not  a  single  shaft  can  hit, 

Till  God,  who  guards  my  life,  sees  fit. 

5  0  thou,  tremendous,  wise  and  just ! 
In  thy  kind  hands  my  life  I  trust; 
Yea,  had  I  somewhat  dearer  still, 
It  should  be  thine,  and  at  thy  will. 

6  May  I,  at  all  times,  own  thy  hand, 
And  still  to  thee  surrender*d  stand ; 
Convinc'd  that  thou  art  God  alone, 
May  I  and  mine  be  all  thy  own. 

7  Thee,  Lord,  at  all  times  will  I  bless, 
For,  having  thee,  I  all  possess ; 

Nor  can  I  e'er  bereaved  be, 

Since  thou  wilt  never  part  with  me. 


390  HYMN  CLXXVII,  CLXXVIII. 

1 77— C.  M.  Hymn  10,  Pt.  2.  B.  3. 

The  mysteries  of  Providence. 

1  /~1  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
VJ  His  wonders  to  perform  ; 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sov'reign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take, 

The  clouds,  ye  so  much  dread, 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense  ; 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  : 
Behind  a  frowning  Providence, 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  ev'ry  hour  ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flow'r. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  j 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

178— L.  M.  Hymn  10,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

Wisdom  of  Providence. 
1  TX7  AIT,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ! 
VV      Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  a  murm'ring  thought  arise  ; 
His  providence  and  ways  are  wise. 


HYMN  CLXXIX.  391 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals; 
But  tho'  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees  ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confest, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat ; 
And  'midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

1 79— P.  M.  Hymn  10,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

The  Lord  will  provide. 

1  mHO'  troubles  assail, 

JL    And  dangers  affright ; 
Tho'  friends  should  all  fail, 
And  foes  all  unite : 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us, 
Whatever  betide  ; 
The  scripture  assures  us, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

2  The  birds,  without  barn 
Or  store-house,  are  fed; 
From  them  let  us  learn 
To  trust  for  our  bread: 
His  saints  what  is  fitting 
Shall  ne'er  be  denied  ; 

So  long  as  'tis  written, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  may,  like  the  ships, 
By  tempests  be  tost 

On  perilous  deeps, 
But  cannot  be  lost: 


392  HYMN  CLXXIX. 

Tho'  Satan  enrages 
The  wind  and  the  tide, 
The  promise  engages, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we  obey, 
Like  Abra'm  of  old, 
Not  knowing  our  way, 
But  faith  makes  us  bold  ; 
For,  tho'  we  be  strangers, 
We  have  a  good  guide, 
And  trust  in  all  dangers, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears 
To  stop  up  our  path, 
And  fill  us  with  fears, 
We  triumph  by  faith : 
He  cannot  take  from  us, 
Tho'  oft  he  has  tried, 

This  heart-cheering  promise, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak, 
Our  hope  is  in  vain ; 
The  good,  that  we  seek, 
We  ne'er  shall  obtain  ; 
But  when  such  suggestions 
Our  spirits  have  plied, 
This  answers  all  questions, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

7  No  strength  of  our  own, 
Or  goodness,  we  claim  ; 
Yet,  since  we  have  known 
The  Saviour's  great  name, 
In  this  our'  strong  tow'r 
For  safety  we  hide  : 

The  Lord  is  our  pow'r, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 


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HYMN  CLXXX,  CLXXXI.  393 

8  When   life  sinks  apace, 
And  death  is  in  view, 
This  word  of  his  grace 
Shall  comfort  us  through  : 
No  fearing  or  doubting, 
With  Christ  on  our  side! 
We  hope  to  die  shouting, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

1 80— C.  M.  Hymn  10,  Pt  5.  B.  1 

It  is  well. 

"T  shall  be  well,  let  sinners  know, 
With  those  who  love  the  Lord ; 
His  saints  have  always  found  it  so, , 
When  resting  on  his  word. 

2  Peace,  then,  ye  chasten'd  sons  of  God, 

Why  lee  your  sorrows  swell  ? 
Wisdom  directs  our  Father's  rod — 
His  word  says,  It  is  well. 

3  Tho'  you  may  trials  sharp  endure, 

From  sin,  or  death,  or  hell ; 
Your  heav'nly  Father's  love  is  sure, 
And,  therefore,  it  is  well. 

4  Soon  will  your  sorrows  all  be  o'er, 

And  you  shall  sweetly  tell, 
On  Canaan's  calm  and  pleasant  shore, 
That  all  at  last  is  well. 

181— C.  M.  Hymn  9,  Pt.  3.  B.  1 

God  our  preserver. 

1  T   ET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
JLi  Nor  death  nor  danger  fear ; 
While  we  confess,  0  Lord !  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 
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394  HYMN  CLXXXII. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  nourish  bright  and  gay; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone ; 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  that  form'd  us  first : 

Salvation  to  tlv  almighty  Name 

That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 

5  While  we  have  breath,  or  life,  or  tongues, 

Our  Maker  we'll  adore  : 
His  Spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 

1 82— L.  M.  Hymn  50,  Pt  2.  B.  h 

Father,  feed  and  bring  us  safely  home  ! 

1  JHpHRO'  all  the  various  shifting  scene 
JL     Of  life's  mistaken  ill  or  good  ; 

Thy  hand,  O  God,  conducts  unseen 
The  beautiful  vicissitude. 

2  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care, 
Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain, 
To  each  their  necessary  share, 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  Trust  we  to  youth,  or  friends,  or  pow'r, 
Fix  we  on  this  terrestrial  ball  ? 
When  most  secure,  the  coming  hour, 
If  thou  see  fit,  may  blast  them  all. 

4  When  lowest  sunk  with  grief  and  shame, 
Fill'd  with  affliction's  bitter  cup ; 

Lost  to  relations,  friends  and  fame, 
Thy  powerful  hand  can  raise  us  up. 


HYMN  CLXXXIII,  CLXXXIV.  395 

5  Thy  pow'rful  consolations  cheer ; 

Thy  smiles  suppress  the  deep-fetch'd  sigh; 
Thy  hand  can  dry  the  trickling  tear, 
That  secret  wets  the  orphan's  eye. 

6  Thus  far  sustain'd,  and  cloth'd  and  fed, 
Thro'  life's  tumultuous  scenes  we've  come ; 
Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread, 

And  lead,  and  bring  us  safely  home. 

183— L.  M.  Hymn  9,  Pt.  5.  B.  1. 

We  rely  on  God  our  Father. 

1  "DENEATH  a  num'rous  train  of  ills, 
JD  Our  feeble  flesh  and  heart  may  fail  j 
Yet  shall  our  hope  in  thee,  our  God, 
O'er  ev'ry  gloomy  fear  prevail. 

2  Parent  and  Husband,  Guard  and  Guide, 
Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one  ; 

On  thee  we  cast  our  heavy  cares, 
And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 

3  Our  Father,  God,  to  thee  we  look ; 
Our  Bock,  our  Portion,  and  our  Friend ; 
And  on  thy  cov'nant  love  and  truth, 
Our  sinking  souls  shall  still  depend. 


MAN'S  RUINED  STATE. 
WARNINGS. 

184— C.  M.  Hymn  3,  Pt.  3.  B. 

Depravity  and  inability  of  sinners. 
1   OIN,  like  a  venomous  disease, 
O   Infects  our  vital  blood  ; 
The  only  help  is  sov'reign  grace, 
The  sole  physician,  God. 


396  HYMN  CLXXXV. 

2  Our  beauty  and  our  strength  are  fled, 

And  we  draw  near  to  death ; 
But  Christ,  the  Lord,  recalls  the  dead, 
With  his  almighty  breath. 

3  Madness,  by  nature,  reigns  within ; 

The  passions  burn  and  rage ; 
Till  God's  own  Son,  with  skill  divine, 
The  inward  fire  assuage. 

4  We  lick  the  dust,  we  grasp  the  wind, 

And  solid  good  despise  : 

Such  is  the  folly  of  the  mind, 

Till  Jesus  make  us  wise. 

5  We  give  our  souls  the  wounds,  they  feel  j 

We  drink  the  pois'nous  gall, 
And  rush  with  fury  down  to  hell ; 
But  grace  prevents  the  fall. 

6  The  man,  possess'd  among  the  tombs, 

Cuts  his  own  flesh,  and  cries ; 
He  foams  and  raves,  till  Jesus  comes : 
Then  the  foul  spirit  flies. 

185— C.  M.  Hymn  3,  Pt.  2.  B.  1 

Original  sin. 


*N 


OW  back  with  humble  shame  we  look 
On  our  original ; 
How  is  our  nature  dash'd  and  broke 
In  our  first  father's  fall  1 


2  To  all  that's  good,  averse  and  blind, 

But  prone  to  all  that's  ill ; 
What  dreadful  darkness  veils  our  mind ! 
How  obstinate  our  will ! 

3  Conceiv'd  in  sin,  0  wretched  state ! 

Before  we  draw  our  breath, 


HYMN  CLXXXVI.  397 

The  first  young  pulse  begins  to  beat 
Depravity  and  death. 

4  Wild  and  unwholesome  as  the  root, 

Will  all  the  branches  be : 
How  can  we  hope  for  living  fruit 
From  such  a  deadly  tree? 

5  What  mortal  pow'r  from  things  unclean 

Can  pure  productions  bring? 
Who  can  command  a  vital  stream 
From  an  infected  spring? 

6  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wondrous  love 

Can  make  our  nature  clean ; 
While  Christ  and  grace  prevail  above 
The  tempter,  death,  and  sin. 

7  The  second  Adam  can  restore 

The  ruins  of  the  first; 
Hosanna  to  that  sov'reign  pow'r, 
That  new-creates  our  dust ! 

186— P.M.  7,  6.  Hymn  23.  B.  2. 

The  Alarm. 


JS 


TOP,  poor  sinners,  stop  and  think, 
Before  you  further  go  ; 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  woe  ? 
On  the  verge  of  ruin  stop — 

Now  the  friendly  warning  take — 
Stay  your  footsteps — ere  ye  drop 
Into  the  burning  lake. 

2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 
That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 
Fear  ye  not  that  iron  rod 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes  ? 


398  HYMN  CLXXXVII. 

Can  you  stand  in  that  dread  day, 
Which  his  justice  shall  proclaim, 

When  the  earth  shall  melt  away 
Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 

3  Ghastly  death  will  quickly  come, 

And  drag  you  to  his  bar: 
Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom, 

Will  fill  you  with  despair  ! 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd  ; 

You  shall  mark  their  crimson  dye ; 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 

And  what  can  you  reply  % 

4  'Tho'  your  heart  were  made  of  steel, 
'  Your  forehead  lin'd  with  brass ; 

God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 

He  will  not  let  you  pass  ; 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

Those  who  now  despise  his  grace, 
"  Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face." 

187— C.  M.  Hymn  24.  B.  2 

The  broad  and  narrow  ways. 

1  OINNERS,  behold  that  downward  road 
O  Which  leads  to  endless  woe  ; 
What  multitudes  of  thoughtless  souls, 

The  road  to  ruin  go! 

2  But  yonder  see  that  narrow  way 

Which  leads  to  endless  bliss ; 

There  see  a  happy,  chosen  few, 

Redeem'd  by  sov'reign  grace. 

3  They  from  destruction's  city  came, 

To  Zion  upward  tend  ; 
The  Bible  is  their  precious  guide, 
And  God  himself  their  friend. 


HYMN  CLXXXVTII.  399 

4  Lord,  I  would  now  a  pilgrim  be— 
Guide  thou  my  feet  aright ; 
I  would  not  for  ten  thousand  worlds 
Be  banish'd  from  thy  sight. 


S' 


188— P.  M.  7s.  Hymn  22.  B.  2. 

Sinners  exhorted  in  view  of  judgment. 

i INNER,  art  thou  still  secure? 
Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hands  endure 
In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  ? 

2  See,  his  mighty  arm  is  bar'd ! 

Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow ! 
For  his  judgment  stand  prepar'd  ; 
Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 

3  At  his  presence  nature  shakes, 

Earth  affrighted  hastes  to  flee ; 
Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ! 

4  Who  his  advent  may  abide  ? 

You  that  glory  in  your  shame, 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide, 

When  the  world  is  wrapt  in  flame  ? 

5  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace  ! 

Soon  we  must  resign  our  breath, 
And  our  souls  be  call'd  to  pass 
Through  the  iron  gate  of  death. 

6  Let  us  now  our  day  improve, 

Listen  to  the  gospel  voice  ; 
Seek  the  things  that  are  above ; 
Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys. 


400  HYMN  CLXXXIX,  CXC. 

189— P.  M.  Hymn  25.  B.  2 

Death  the  close  of  the  day  of  grace. 

1  TT7"HEN  frowning  death  appears, 

VV     And  points  his  fatal  dart, 

What  dark  foreboding  fears 

Distract  the  sinners  heart ! 
The  dreadful  blow- 
No  arm  can  stay, 
But,  torn  away, 
He  sinks  to  woe. 

2  Now  ev'ry  hope  denied, 
Bereft  of  every  good, 
He  must  the  wrath  abide 
Of  an  avenging  God  ; 

No  mercy  there 
Will  greet  his  ear, 
Nor  wipe  the  tear 
Of  black  despair. 

3  Sinners,  awake,  attend, 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come  ; 
Make  Christ,  the  Judge,  your  friend, 
And  heav*n  shall  be  your  home. 

His  mercy  nigh, 
Now  points  the  path 
That  leads  from  death 
To  joys  on  high. 

190— C.  M.  Hymn  27.  B.  ?. 

Exhortation  to  repentance. 

1    "O  EPENT,  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
XV  Nor  longer  dare  delay ; 
The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 


HYMN  CXCI.  401 

2  No  more  the  sov'reign  eye  of  God 

O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men ; 
His  heralds  are  despatch'd  abroad, 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 

3  Together  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess  ; 
Accept  the  offer'd  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

4  Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 

And  call  you  to  his  bar : 
For  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound, 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 

5  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call 

And  yet  prolong  our  days  ! 
Our  hearts,  subdued  by  goodness,  fall, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 

191— C.  M.  Hymn  26.  B.  2. 

The  Sinner  warned  against  abuse  of  the  Divine 
Goodness. 

1  TTNGRATEFUL  sinners,  whence  thw  scorn 

vJ    Of  God"s  long-suff'ring  grace  1 
And  whence  this  madness  that  insulta 
Th'  Almighty  to  his  face  ? 

2  Is  it  because  his  patience  waits, 

And   pitying  bowels  move, 
You  multiply  transgressions  more, 
And  scorn  his  offer'd  love  ? 

3  Dost  thou  not  know,  self-blinded  man, 

His  goodness  is  desigrfd 
To  wake  repentance  in  thy  soul, 
And  melt  thy  harden'd  mind  ? 


402  HYMN  CXCII. 

4  And  wilt  thou  rather  choose  to  meet 

Th'  Almighty  as  thy  foe  ; 
And  treasure  up  his  wrath  in  store 
Against  the  day  of  woe  1 

5  Soon  shall  that  fatal  day  approach, 

That  must  thy  sentence  seal, 
And  righteous  judgments,  now  unknown, 
In  awful  pomp  reveal. 

6  While  they,  who,  full  of  holy  deeds, 

To  glory  seek  to  rise, 
Continuing  patient  to  the  end, 
Shall  gain  th'  immortal  prize. 


192— P.M.   7.  Hymn  28.  B.  2 

To-day,  the  season  of  mercy. 

ASTEN,  sinner,  to  be  wise ; 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun : 
Wisdom,  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 


lH 


2  Hasten,  mercy  to  implore  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Ere  this  ev'ning's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn, 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun : 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest, 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 


HYMN  CXCIII.  403 

193— S.  M.  Hymn  7,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

The  impenitent  warned,  false  refuges  exposed. 

1  T^ESTRUCTION'S  dang'rous  road, 
JLJ   What  multitudes  pursue ! 

While  that,  which  leads  the  soul  to  God, 
Is  known  or  sought  by  few. 

2  Believers  enter  in 

By  Christ,  the  living  door; 
But  they,  who  will  not  leave  their  sin, 
Must  perish  evermore. 

3  If  self  must  be  denied, 
And  sin  forsaken  quite ; 

They  rather  choose  the  way  that's  wide, 
And  strive  to  think  it  right. 

4  Encompass'd  by  a  throng, 
On  numbers  they  depend; 

They  think  so  many  can't  be  wrong, 
And  miss  a  happy  end. 

5  But  numbers  are  no  mark 
That  men  will  right  be  found ; 

A  few  were  sav'd  in  Noah's  ark, 
For  many  millions  drown'd. 

6  Obey  the  gospel  call, 
And  enter  while  you  may ; 

The  flock  of  Christ  remains  still  small, 
And  none  are  safe,  but  they. 

7  Lord,  open  sinners'  eyes, 
Their  awful  state  to  see ; 

And  make  them,  ere  the  storm  arise, 
To  thee  for  safety  flee. 


404  HYMN  CXCIV,  CXCV. 

194—C.  M.  Hymn  77.  Add 

Boast  not  thyself  of  to-morrow. 

1  ~V\T  HY  should  we  boast  of  time  to  come, 

VV     Though  but  a  single  day? 
This  hour  may  fix  our  final  doom, 
Though  strong,  and  young,  and  gay. 

2  The  present  we  should  now  redeem  j 

This  only  is  our  own  ; 
The  past,  alas !  is  all  a  dream, 
The  future  is  unknown. 

3  0 !  think,  what  vast  concerns  depend 

Upon  a  moment's  space  ; 
When  life  and  all  its  cares  shall  end 
In  vengeance  or  in  grace. 

4  0,  for  that  power  which  melts  the  heart, 

And  mounts  the  soul  on  high, 
Where  sin,  and  grief,  and  death  depart, 
And  pleasures  never  die. 

5  There  we  with  ecstacy  shall  fall 

Before  Emanuel's  feet ; 
And  hail  him  as  our  All  in  all, 
In  happiness  complete. 

195— P.  M.  Hymn  78.  Add 

Call  to  the  Young. 
1   TJP,  for  thy  life,  young  soul! 
vJ    Foes  gather  round  thee  fastj 
Up,  for  the  swift  hours  roll 
Thy  favour 'd  season  past. 
Now  thou  art  strong, 
Gird  for  the  fight, 
Decay,  ere    ong, 
Shall  waste  thy  might. 


HYMN  CXCVI.  405 

2  Christ  and  his  ransom'd  band, 
Toward  heaven  thy  soul  allure ; 
Glorious  at  his  right  hand, 
While  joys  on  high  endure. 

There  rest  complete : 
Thrice-welcome  they, 
Whose  early  feet 
His  call  obey. 

3  Mark,  now,  from  realms  above, 
The  Spirit  o'er  thee  bends : 
Gift  of  the  Saviour's  love, 
Him,  God  the  Father  sends : 

He  leads  secure — 
His  sword  and  shield 
Make  victory  sure, 
Make  Satan  yield. 

4  God  and  his  saints  invite ; 

Hell  warns  with  dreadful  voice  5 
Life,  death,  all  things  unite 
To  press  thy  timely  choice. 

List  to  that  call ! 

On  Jesus'  side, 

Trust  now  thine  all — 

In  him  abide. 

196— S.  M.  Hymn  79.  Add. 

Life,  a   Vapour. 

1  rpO-MORROW,  Lord,  is  thine, 
JL    Lodged  in  thy  sov'reign  hand  ; 

And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 
And  bears  our  life  away ; 

O,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day  ! 


406  HYMN  CXCVII,  CXGVI1I. 

3  Since  on  this  winged  hour 
Eternity  is  hung, 

Awake  by  thine  almighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  "  One  thing"  demands  our  care, 
0,  be  it  still  pursued, 

Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renew 'd. 

197— L.  M.  Hymn  80.  Add. 

Why  will  ye  die? 

1  "TT7HY,  thoughtless  sinner  wilt  thou  die? 

VV     Why  yield  to  Satan's  fatal  charm? 
Why  wilt  thou  yet  believe  the  lie, 
That  sin  can  do  thy  soul  no  harm? 

2  God  has  pronounced  the  sinner's  doom ; 
In  ruin  soon  his  course  must  end  : 
Wilt  thou  in  sin  on  peace  presume, 

Or  on  vain  confidence  depend  ? 

3  Hast  thou  an  arm  like  God  most  high, 
In  equal  war  with  him  to  meet? 
Canst  thou  his  thunderbolts  defy, 

Or  quench  his  flames  beneath  thy  feet? 

4  Peace  is  proclaim'd  !    O  bless  the  sound 
Of  pardon,  bought  with  love  divine  ; 
God  has  himself  the  ransom  found, 
Which  could  atone  for  sins  like  thine. 

198— L.  M.  Hymn  81.  Add. 

One  thing  needful. 

1  "TT7HY  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares, 

VV     That  life  which  God"s  compassion  sparer 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  ? 


HYMN   CXCIX.  407 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above  ? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love  ? 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain  1 
And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  % 

3  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
Those  objects  which  you  now  pursue  ; 
Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear, 
When  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  impart, 
Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart , 
Nor  let  us  waste,  on  trifling  cares, 
That  life  which  thy  compassion  spares. 

199— C.  L.  M.  Hymn  82.  Add, 

Go,  watch  and  pray. 

1  /^1  0,  watch  and  pray  :  thou  canst  not  tell 
vX  How  near  thine  hour  may  be ; 
Thou  canst  not  know  how  soon  the  bell 

May  toll  its  notes  for  thee. 
Death's  countless  snares  beset  thy  way ; 
Frail  child  of  dust,  go,  watch  and  pray. 

2  Fond  youth,  while  free  from  blighting  care, 

Does  thy  firm  pulse  beat  high  ? 
Do  hopes  glad  visions,  bright  and  fair, 

Sparkle  before  thine  eye  ? 
Soon  these  must  change,  must  pass  away ; 
Frail  child  of  dust,  go,  watch  and  pray. 

3  Ambition,  stop  thy  panting  breath  ; 

Pride,  sink  thy  lifted  eye  ! 
Behold  the  caverns  dark  with  death 

Before  you  open  lie. 
The  heavenly  warning  now  obey  ; 
Ye  sons  of  pride,  go,  watch  and  pray. 


O' 


408  HYMN  CC,  C(  1 

4  Thou  aged  man,  life's  wintry  storm 

Hath  sear  d  thy  vernal  bloom  ; 
With  trembling  limbs  and  wasting  form, 

Thou'rt  bending  to  the  tomb. 
And  can  vain  hope  lead  thee  astray? 
Go  !  weary  pilgrim,  watch  and  pray. 

200— C.  M.  Hymn  3,  Pt.  4.  B.  1 

New  birth. 
|UR  nature's  totally  deprav'd  ; 
The  heart  a  sink  of  sin ; 
Without  a  change  we  can't  be  sav'd ; 
We  must  be  born  again. 

2  That,  which  is  born  of  flesh,  is  flesh, 

And  flesh  it  will  remain ; 
Then  marvel  not  that  Jesus  saith, 
"  Ye  must  be  born  again." 

3  Spirit  of  life,  thy  grace  impart, 

And  breathe  on  sinners  slain : 
Bear  witness,  Lord,  in  ev'ry  heart, 
That  we  are  born  again. 

4  Dear  Saviour,  let  us  now  begin, 

To  trust  and  love  thy  word ; 
And,  by  forsaking  ev'ry  sin, 
Prove  we  are  born  of  God. 


THE    LAW. 

201— L.  M.  Hymn  2,  Pt.  1.  B.  L 

Summary  of  the  Law. 
1  f  I  THUS  saith  the  first,  the  great  command, 
JL    "  Let  all  thy  inward  pow'rs  unite 
"  To  love  thy  Maker,  and  thy  God, 
"With  utmost  vigour  and  delight. 


HYMN  CCII.  409 

2  "  Then  shall  thy  neighbour,  next  in  place, 
"  Share  thine  affections  and  esteem  ; 
"And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 

"  Measure,  and  rule  thy  love  to  him.1' 

3  The  substance  this,  that  Moses  spoke, 
This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove : 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke  ; 

The  law  demands  a  perfect  love. 

4  But  0  how  base  our  passions  are  ! 
This  holy  law  we  can't  fulfil : 
Regenerate  our  souls,  O  Lord  ! 
Or«we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

202— C.  M.  Hymn  34,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

The  moral  Law. 

1  f  I  THAT  God,  who  made  the  world  on  high, 
JL  And  air,  and  earth,  and  sea, 

Own  as  thy  God,  and  to  his  name 
In  homage  bow  thy  knee. 

2  Let  not  a  shape  which  hands  have  wrought 

Of  wood,  or  clay,  or  stone, 
Be  deem'd  thy  God  ;   nor  think  him  like 
Aught,  thou  hast  seen  or  known. 

3  Take  not  in  vain  the  name  of  God : 

Nor  must  thou  ever  dare 
To  make  thy  falsehood  pass  for  truth, 
By  his  dread  name  to  swear. 

4  That  day  on  which  he  bids  thee  rest 

From  toil,  to  pray,  and  praise  ; 
That  day  keep  holy  to  the  Lord. 
And  consecrate  its  rays. 

5  Thy  father  and  thy  mother  love, 

Both  honour  and  obey; 
18 


410  HYMN  CCIII. 

So  shall  thy  life  be  blest  with  peace, 
And  lengthen'd  be  thy  day. 

6  The  blood  of  man  thou  shalt  not  shed, 

Nor  wrath,  nor  malice,  feel ; 
To  maim,  or  hurt,  or  wish  him  dead, 
Is  in  thy  heart  to  kill. 

7  Promiscuous  lusts  the  Lord  forbids, 

But  honours  wedlock  pure  ; 

Vast  is  the  guilt  of  wicked  lusts, 

Their  punishment  is  sure. 

8  Thou  shalt  not,  or  from  friend  or  foe, 

Take  aught  by  force  or  stealth ; 
Thy  goods,  thy  stores  must  grow  from  right, 
Or  God  will  curse  thy  wealth. 

9  No  man  shalt  thou,  by  a  false  charge, 

Or  crush  or  brand  with  shame : 
Dear  as  thine  own,  so  wills  thy  God, 
Must  be  his  life  and  name. 

10  Thy  soul  one  wish  shall  not  let  loose 

For  that  which  is  not  thine  ; 
Live  in  thy  lot,  or  small  or  great : 
For  God  hath  drawn  the  line. 

11  O  may  the  Lord,  who  gave  these  laws, 

Write  them  on  ev'ry  heart, 
That  all  may  feel  their  living  pow'r, 
Nor  from  his  paths  depart ! 

203— S.  M.  Hymn  2,  Pt.  2.  B.  i 

Spirituality  and  perfection  of  the  Law. 

1    rpHE  law  of  God  is  just, 
JL    A  alrjc-t  and  holy  way; 
And  he,  that  would  escape  the  curse, 
Must  all  the  law  obey. 


HYMN   CCIV.  411 

2  Not  one  vain  thought  must  rise, 
Not  one  unclean  desire  ; 

He  must  be  holy,  just,  and  wise, 
Who  keeps  the  law  entire. 

3  If  in  one  point  he  fail, 

In  thought  or  word  or  deed, 
The  curses  of  the  law  prevail, 
And  rest  upon  his  head. 

4  I  tremble  and  confess  ; 
O  God  !  I  am  accurs'd  : 

Guilty,  I  fall  before  thy  face, 
And  own  thy  sentence  just, 

5  But  does  the  curse  still  rest 
Upon  my  guilty  head  ? — 

No — Jesus — let  his  name  be  blest ! 
Hath  borne  it  in  my  stead. 

6  He  hath  fulfill'd  the  law  ; 
Obtain'd  my  peace  with  God  : 

Hence  doth  my  soul  her  comforts  draw, 
And  leave  her  heavy  load. 

204— L.  M.  Hymn  44,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

Practical  use  of  the  moral  law. 

1  f~\  LORD,  my  soul  convicted  stands 
y~J    Of  breaking  all  thy  ten  commands, 
And  on  me  justly  might'st  thou  pour 
Thy  wrath  in  one  eternal  show'r. 

2  But  thanks  to  God,  its  loud  alarms 
Have  warn'd  me  of  approaching  harms  j 
And  now,  O  Lord,  my  wants  I  see  j 
Lost  and  undone.  I  come  to  thee. 

3  I  know  my  fig-leaf  righteousness 
Can  ne'er  thy  broken  law  redress  ; 


412  HYMN  CCV. 

Yet  in  the  gospel  plan  I  see, 
There's  hope  of  pardon  e'en  for  me. 

4  There,  I  behold  with  wonder,  Lord ! 
That  Christ  hath  to  thy  law  restor'd 
Those  honours  on  th'  atoning  day, 
Which  guilty  sinners  took  away. 

5  Amazing  wisdom,  pow'r  and  love, 
Display'd  to  rebels  from  above  ! 
Do  thou,  0  Lord,  my  faith  increase 
To  love  and  trust  thy  plan  of  grace. 

205—C.  M.  Hymn  2,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

Conviction  of  sin  by  the  law. 

1  T*   ORD,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 
-Li   And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 

I  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heav'n  were  firm  and  bright ; 

But  since  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  pow'r  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  My  guilt  appear'd  but  small  before, 

Till,  terribly  I  saw, 
How  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure, 
Was  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load, 

My  sins  reviv'd  again  ; 
I  had  provok'd  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  slain. 

5  My  God,  I  cry  with  ev'ry  breath 

For  grace  and  pow'r  to  save  ; 
To  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 


HYMN  CCVI,  CCVII.  413 

206— L.  M.  Hymn  24,  Pt.  1.  B.  L 

Salvation  not  of  works. 

1  1VT0  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 
-L^i    Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done; 

I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 
What  was  my  gain,  I  count  my  loss ; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Yes ;  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 
All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake : 

0  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake ! 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 
Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne ; 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  is  done. 

207— C.  M.  Hymn  2,  Pt.  4.  B.  L 

Conviction  of  misery  by  the  law. 

1  T7"AIN  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men 

V     On  their  own  works  have  built: 
Their  hearts  by  nature  are  unclean, 
And  all  their  actions  guilt. 

2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  stop  their  mouths, 

Without  a  murm'ring  word, 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  stand 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  ask  God's  righteous  law 

To  justify  us  now  ; 
Since  to  convince,  and  to  condemn, 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 


414  HYMN  CCVIII,  CCIX. 

4  Jesus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace, 
"When  in  thy  name  we  trust ! 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteousness 
That  makes  the  sinner  just 

208— L.  Bl  Hymn  34,  Pt  2.  B.  1 

The  first  command. 

1  TH  TERNAL  God  !  Almighty  cause 

X-i   Of  earth  and  seas,  and  worlds  unknown  \ 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws  ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  Being  singly  stands, 
Of  all  within  itself  possest ; 
Controll'd  by  none  are  thy  commands ; 
Thou  from  thyself  alone  art  blest. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourselves  we  owe  ; 

Let  heav'n  and  earth  due  homage  pay : 

All  other  gods  we  disavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  sway. 

4  Spread  thy  great  name  thro'  heathen  lands ; 
Their  idol-deities  dethrone  : 

Reduce  the  world  to  thy  command, 
And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 


T 


209— L.  M.  Hymn  35,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

The  second  command. 

IHOU  art.  0  God  !  a  spirit  pure, 
Invisible  to  mortal  eyes  : 
Th'  immortal,  and  th*  eternal  King, 
The  great,  the  good,  the  only  wise. 
"Whilst  nature  changes,  and  her  works 
Corrupt,  decay,  dissolve  and  die, 
Thy  essence  pure  no  change  shall  see, 
Secure  of  immortality. 


HYMN  CCX.  415 

3  Thou  great  Invisible  !  what  hand 
Can  draw  thy  image,  spotless,  fair? 
To  what  in  heav'n,  to  what  on  earth, 
Can  men  th'  immortal  King  compare? 

4  Let  stupid  heathens  frame  their  gods 
Of  gold  and  silver,  wood  and  stone; 
Ours  is  the  God  that  made  the  heav'ns, 
Jehovah  he,  and  God  alone. 

5  My  soul,  thy  purest  homage  pay, 
In  truth  and  spirit  him  adore  ; 
More  shall  this  please,  than  sacrifice, 
Than  outward  forms  delight  him  more. 

210— C.  M.  Hymn  36.  B.  1. 

The  third  command. 

1  T"f  OLY  and  rev'rend  is  the  name 
J— L   Of  our  eternal  King ; 
Thrice  holy  Lord !  the  angels  cry, 

Thrice  holy,  let  us  sing. 

2  Holy  is  he  in  all  his  works, 

And  truth  is  his  delight; 
But  sinners  and  their  wicked  ways 
Shall  perish  from  his  sight. 

3  The  deepest  revrence  of  the  mind, 

Pay,  O  my  soul,  to  God ; 
Lift,  with  thy  hands,  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

4  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 

Abhor  the   lips  profane  ; 
Let  not  thy  tongue  the  Lord  blaspheme, 
Nor  take  his  name  in  vain. 

5  Thou  holy  God !  preserve  my  soul 

From  all  pollution  free  ; 
The  pure  in  heart,  and  hands,  and  lips, 
Alone  thy  face  shall  see. 


416  HYMN  CCXI,  CCXII. 

211— L.  M.  Hymn  37,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

Christians  may  take  a  religious  oath. 

1  "TT7HEN  God  his  gracious  promise  made 

VV     To  faithful  Abra'm  and  his  seed, 
To  show  his  grace  and  truth  to  both, 
Confirm'd  the  promise  with  an  oath. 

2  So,  by  an  oath,  in  ev'ry  age, 

The  saints  their  promise  oft  engage  ; 
When  questions  rise  of  death  or  life, 
An  oath  confirms  and  ends  all  strife. 

3  Christians  the  truth  will  ever  say, 
Their  yea  be  yea,  their  nay  be  nay ; 
And  with  conscientious  dread  refrain 
From  swearing  any  oath  profane. 

4  But  when  great  facts  demand  high  proof, 
They  honour  God  by  solemn  oath  ; 
And  thereby  teach  the  world  to  own 
The  Judge  eternal  on  his  throne. 

5  The  fear  of  God  is  thus  maintain'd, 
And  men  from  perjury  restrain'd, 
Religious  oaths  may  be  abus'd, 
But  may  not  therefore  be  refus'd. 

6  Christians,  the  worthiest  men  on  earth, 
Who  cherish  peace,  and  love  the  truth, 
Will  put  religion's  sacred  seal 

To  what  is  held  the  last  appeal. 

212— C.  M.  Hymn  37,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

Perjury. 
1   T   ET  those  who  bear  the  christian  name 
JLi   Their  holy  vows  fulfil  : 
The  saints,  the  follow'rs  of  the  Lamb, 
Delight  to  do  his  will. 


HYMN  CCXIII.  417 

2  True  to  the  solemn  oaths  they  take, 

Tho'  to  their  hurt  they  swear ; 

Constant  and  just  to  all  they  speak  ; 

For  God  they  know  can  hear. 

3  Still  with  their  lips  their  hearts  agree, 

Nor  flatt'ring  words  devise ; 
They're  sure  the  God  of  truth  can  see 
Thro'  ev'ry  false  disguise. 

A  Deceits  they  hate,  they  dread  all  lies, 
Whatever  forms  they  wear  ; 
Preferring  death  to  perjuries, 
They  dare  not  falsely  swear. 

5  Lo  !  from  above  the  Lord  descends, 

And  brings  the  judgment  down  ; 
He  bids  his  saints,  his  faithful  friends, 
Rise  and  possess  their  crown. 

6  While  Satan  trembles  at  the  sight, 

And  devils  wish  to  die ; 
Where  will  the  faithless  hypocrite 
And  perjur'd  liar  fly  ? 

213— L.  M.  Hymn  38,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

The  fourth  command. 

1  "O  ETURN,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 

XV  Improve  the  day  thy  God  has  bless'd ; 
Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  sabbath  is  begun. 

2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds  ; 
Provides  a  blest  foretaste  of  heav'n, 

On  this  day  more  than  all  the  sev'n. 

3  0  !  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies  j 

18* 


418  HYMN   CCXIV. 

And  draw  from  Christ  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none,  but  he,  that  feels  it,  knows. 

4  This  heav'nly  calm,  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest; 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  scan, 
Creation's  scene,  redemption's  plan  ; 
With  praise,  we  think  on  mercies  past, 
With  hope,  we  future  pleasures  taste. 

6  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
In  holy  comforts,  pass  away ; 

How  sweet,  a  sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one,  that  ne'er  shall  end  J 

214— L.  M.  Hymn  38,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

The  Lord's  day. 

1  /~*10ME,  dearest  Lord,  and  feed  thy  sheep, 
VJ   On  this  sweet  day  of  rest ; 

0 !  bless  this  flock,  and  make  this  fold 
Enjoy  a  heav'nly  rest. 

2  Welcome,  and  precious  to  my  soul, 

Are  these  sweet  days  of  love  ; 
But  what  a  sabbath  shall  I  keep 
When  I  shall  rest  above ! 

3  I  come,  I  wait,  I  hear,  I  pray, 

Thy  footsteps,  Lord,  I  trace; 
Here,  in  thine  own  appointed  way, 
I  wait  to  see  thy  face. 

4  These  are  the  sweet  and  precious  days 

On  which  my  Lord  I've  seen ; 
And  oft,  when  feasting  on  his  word, 
In  raptures  I  have  been. 


HOIN  CCXV,  CCXVI.  419 

5  0 !  if  my  soul,  when  death  appears, 

In  this  sweet  frame  be  found  : 

I'll  clasp  my  Saviour  in  mine  arms, 

And  leave  this  earthly  ground. 

6  I  long  for  that  delightful  hour, 

When  from  this  clay  undrest, 
I  shall  be  cloth -d  in  robes  divine, 
And  made  for  ever  blest. 

21 5— L.  M.  Hymn  38,  Pt  3.  B.  1. 

Tlie  eternal  Sabbath. 

1  rr>HINE  earthly  sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love; 
JL    But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  : 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  cheerful  hope  and  warm  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin,  nor  hell  shall  reach  the  place ; 
Nor  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs, 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes, 

No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun  j 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  0  long-expected  day  !  begin — 
Dawn  en  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin : 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 

216— S.  M.  Hymn  97.  B.  1. 

Lords  day  morning. 

1    TTTELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
VV     That  saw  the  Lord  arise! 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes! 


420  HYMN  CCXVII. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 

Here  we  may  sit,  and  nee  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  aud  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 
Where  my  great  God  hath  been, 

Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this ; 

And  sing,  and  bear  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 


217— C.  M.  Hymn  98.  B.  1. 

Lord's  day  evening. 

1  THREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns, 
J?     To  shed  its  quick'ning  beams; 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns ! 

How  languid  are  its  flames ! 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 

Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  : 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 

3  Increase,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend, 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  sabbath  ne"er  shall  end  j 

4  There  we  shall  breathe  in  heav'nly  air, 

With  heav'nly  lustre  shine ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 
And  feast  on  love  divine. 


HYMN  CCXVIII,  CCXIX.  421 

218— Us.  Hymn  288.  Add. 

Rest  of  the  Sabbath. 

1  TT  OW  sweet  is  the  Sabbath,  this  day  of  repose, 
XX  On  which  the  Redeemer  triumphantly  rose, 
Confirming  his  mission,  by  leaving  the  dead, 

To  comfort  the  mourners,  who  left  him  and  fled. 

2  His  work  then  completed,  our  Sabbath  began, 
A  day  of  rejoicing  to  penitent  man  ; 

For  when  the  Messiah  had  enter'd  his  rest, 
The  gospel  our  freedom  and  pardon  express' d. 

3  With  him  may  we  rest  in  the  favour  divine, 
Until  in  his  kingdom  above  we  shall  shine 
More  bright  than  the  sun,  in  the  robes  of  free  grace, 
And  never  remove  from  the  sight  of  his  face. 

4  0  Saviour,  assist  us — thy  Spirit  impart, 
To  change  and  to  sanctify  every  heart ; 
Divinely  instructed  from  evil  to  flee, 

May  we  never  wander  from  peace  and  from  thee. 

219— L.  M.  Hymn  39,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

The  fifth  command. 

1  /^1  REAT  Source  of  order,  Maker  wise ! 
VJT   Whose  throne  is  high  above  the  skies; 
We  praise  thy  name  ;  thy  laws  ordain, 
That  order  shall  on  earth  obtain. 

2  Let  each  inferior  rank  revere 
All  such  as  their  superiors  are  ; 
And  let  superiors  also  do 
What's  right  by  each  inferior  too. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 

At  morn  and  night,  present  its  vows; 

O  may  each  family  proclaim 

The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name ! 


422  HYMN  CCXX,  CCXXI. 

220— C.  M.  Hymn  39,  Pt.  2.  B,  1. 

Honour  to  Magistrates. 

1  T^TERNAL  Sov'reign  of  the  sky, 
JLi   And  Lord  of  all  below; 

We  mortals  to  thy  majesty 
Our  first  obedience  own. 

2  Our  souls  adore  thy  throne  supreme  j 

And  bless  thy  providence, 
For  magistrates  of  various  name, 
Our  glory  and  defence. 

3  Where  laws  and  liberty  combine 

To  make  the  nation  bless'd  ; 
There  magistrates  with  lustre  shine, 
And  states  are  govern'd  best. 

4  Nations  on  firm  foundations  stand, 

While  virtue  finds  reward  ; 
And  sinners  perish  from  the  land, 
By  justice  and  the  sword. 

5  To  magistrates  be  honour  paid, 

To  laws  obedience  shown; 
But  consciences  and  souls  were  made 
To  be  the  Lord's  alone. 

221— C.  M.  Hymn  39,  Pt.  3.  B.  1 

The  anxiety  of  pious  parents  for  their  children. 

1  npHO'  parents  may  in  cov'nant  be, 

J-    And  have  their  heav'n  in  view ; 
They  are  unhappy,  till  they  see 
Their  children  happy  too. 

2  Their  hearts  with  inward  anguish  bleed, 

When  all  attempts  prove  vain 
To  save  their  race  from  paths,  that  lead 
To  everlasting  pain 


HYMN  CCXX1I.  423 

3  They  warn,  indulge,  correct,  beseech, 

While  tears  in  torrents  flow  ; 
And  'tis  beyond  the  pow'r  of  speech 
To  tell  the  griefs  they  know. 

4  Till  they  can  see  victorious  grace 

Their  children's  souls  possess, 
The  sparkling  wit,  the  smiling  face 
But  adds  to  their  distress, 

5  ''•  Shall  cruel  spirits  drag  thee  down 

"  To  darkness  and  despair  ; 
"Beneath  th'  Almighty's  angry  frown, 
u  To  dwell  for  ever  there  ? 

6  "  Saviour,  the  dreadful  scene  forbid  ! 

"  Look  down,  dear  Lord,  and  bless  ; 
"  Well  wrestle  hard,  as  Jacob  did — 
"  May  we  obtain  success  !" 

222— L.  M.  Hymn  148.  B.  2 

Prayer  for  the  children  of  the  church. 

1  ~p| EAR  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  should  stray 
JiJ   From  thy  secure  enclosure's  bound, 
And,  lur'd  by  worldly  joys  away, 

Among  the  thoughtless  crowd  be  found, 

2  Remember  still  that  they  are  thine, 

That  thy  dear  sacred  name  they  bear, 
Think  that  the  seal  of  love  divine, — 
The  sign  of  cov'nant  grace  they  wear. 

3  In  all  their  erring,  sinful  years, 

Oh,  let  them  ne'er  forgotten  be  ; 
Remember  all  the  pray'rs  and  tears, 
Which  made  them  consecrate  to  thee. 

4  And  when  these  lips  no  more  can  pray, 

These  eyes  can  weep  for  them  no  more, 
Turn  thou  their  feet  from  folly's  way, 
The  wand'rers  to  thy  fold  restore. 


424  HYMN  CCXXIII,  CCXXIV. 

223— C.  M.  Hymn  259.  Add 

The  God  of  Bethel. 

1  f~\  GOD  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 
y~J    Thy  people  still  are  fed, 
Who,  through  this  weary  pilgrimage, 

Hast  all  our  fathers  led  : — 

2  Our  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present, 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace  : 

God  of  our  fathers !  be  the  God 

Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life, 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide  ; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

4  0,  spread  thy  covering  wings  around, 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode, 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

5  Such  blessings,  from  thy  gracious  hand, 

Our  humble  prayers  implore, 
And  thou  shalt  be  our  chosen  God, — 
Our  portion  evermore. 

224— C.  M.  Hymn  260.  Add 

Sanctification  of  children. 

1  r\  GOD  of  Abra'm,  hear 
y~J   The  parents'  humble  cry; 
In  cov'nant  mercy  now  appear, 

While  in  the  dust  we  lie. 

2  These  children  of  our  love, 

In  mercy  thou  hast  given, 
That  we  through  grace  may  faithful  prove 
In  training  them  for  heaven. 


HYMN  CCXXV.  425 

3  0,  grant  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 

Their  hearts  to  sanctify; 
Remember  now  thy  gracious  word 
Our  hopes  on  thee  rely. 

4  Draw  forth  the  melting  tear, 

The  penitential  sigh ; 
Inspire  their  hearts  with  faith  sincere, 
And  fix  their  hopes  on  high. 

5  These  children  now  are  thine, 

We  give  them  back  to  thee  ; 
O  lead  them  by  thy  grace  divine, 
Along  the  heavenly  way. 

225— 7s.  Hymn  262.  Add 

Teach  thy  Children. 
ORD,  assist  us  by  thy  grace, 
To  instruct  our  infant  race  ; 
Grant  us  wisdom  from  above, 
Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love. 
Let  us  in  thy  peace  abide, 
In  thy  promises  confide, 
While  our  seed,  with  ready  zeal, 
Learn  of  us  to  do  thy  will. 
May  we  teach  them  day  by  day, 
In  the  house,  and  by  the  way, 
When  they  rise,  or  go  to  rest, 
Till  thy  truth  shall  make  them  blest. 
While  in  chi'dhood's  tender  age, 
They  unfold  the  sacred  page, 
May  they  see  in  every  line, 
Kindling  rays  of  light  divine. 
Precious  Saviour,  hear  our  prayer, 
We  commit  them  to  thy  care  ; 
Be  their  Shepherd,  and  their  Guide, 
Bring  them  to  thy  bleeding  side. 


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426  HYMN  CCXXVI,  CCXX'VII. 

226— L.  M.  Hymn  265.  Add. 

For  the  Young. 

1  /"^l  REAT  Saviour,  who  didst  condescend, 
vX   Young  children  in  thine  arms  to  take, 
Still  prove  thyself  the  children's  friend, 
And  save  them  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

2  'Tis  by  the  guidance  of  thy  hand, 
That  they  within  thy  house  appear ; 
And  in  thine  awful  presence  stand, 
To  hear  thy  word,  and  join  in  prayer. 

3  Like  precious  seed,  in  fruitful  ground, 
Let  the  instruction  they  receive, 

To  thy  immortal  praise  abound, 
And  make  them  to  thy  glory  live. 

4  Give  them  a  sober,  steady  mind ; 
Strength  to  withstand  the  snares  of  sin; 
Boldly  to  cast  the  world  behind, 

And  strive  eternal  life  to  win. 

5  To  read  thy  word,  their  hearts  incline ; 
To  understand  it,  light  impart ; 

O  Saviour,  consecrate  them  thine — 
Take  full  possession  of  each  heart. 

227— L.  P.  M.  Hymn  266.  Add. 

Prayer  for  Children. 

I   /~10ME,  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
V_7   To  whom  we  for  our  children  cry  ; 
The  good  desired,  and  wanted  most, 
Out  of  thy  richest  grace  supply ; 
The  sacred  discipline  be  given, 
To  train  and  bring  them  up  for  heaven. 


HYMN  CCXXVIII.  427 

2  Error  and  ignorance  remove, 

Their  blindness  both  of  heart  and  mind ; 
Give  them  the  wisdom  from  above, 
Spotless,  and  peaceable,  and  kind; 
la  knowledge  pure,  their  minds  renew, 
And  store  with  thoughts  divinely  true. 

3  Father,  accept  them  through  thy  Son, 
And  ever  by  thy  Spirit  guide  ; 

Thy  wisdom  in  their  lives  be  shown, 
Thy  name  confess'd  and  glorified ; 
Thy  power  and  love  diffused  abroad, 
Till  all  the  earth  be  fill'd  with  God. 


228— C.  M.  Hymn  261.  Add. 

Children's  Conversion. 

1  /~\  LORD,  behold  us  at  thy  feet, 
v_y   A  needy,  sinful  band  ; 

As  suppliants  round  thy  mercy-seat, 
We  come  at  thy  command. 

2  'Tis  for  our  children  we  would  plead, 

The  offspring  thou  hast  given ; 
Where  shall  we  go  in  time  of  need, 
But  to  the  God  of  heaven  ? 


Amid  the  worldly  strife : 
But  in  the  all-prevailing  Name, 
We  ask  eternal  life. 

4  We  crave  the  Spirit's  quick'ning  grace, 
To  make  them  pure  in  heart ; 
That  they  may  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  see  thee  as  thou  art. 


428  HYMN  CCXXIX,  CCXXX. 

229— L.  M.  Hymn  40,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

The  sixth  command. 

1  /CLAMOUR,  and  wrath,  and  war  be  gone, 
v_y   Envy  and  spite  for  ever  cease ; 

Let  bitter  words  no  more  be  known 
Among  the  saints,  the  sons  of  peace. 

2  The  Spirit,  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

Flies  from  the  realms  of  noise  and  strife ; 
Why  should  we  vex  and  grieve  his  love, 
Who  seals  our  souls  to  heav'nly  life  ? 

3  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts, 
Thro'  all  our  lives  let  mercy  run  : 

So  God  forgives  our  num'rous  faults, 
For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  his  Son. 

230— L.  M.  Hymn  40,  Pt.  2.  B.  I. 

Anger. 

1  ~p\ARE  we  indulge  our  wrath  and  strife, 
\-s    And  yet  assume  the  Christian  name  1 
Give  our  wild  passions  sway,  yet  call 
Ourselves  the  follow'rs  of  the  Lamb  ? 

2  He  was  all  gentle,  meek,  and  mild — 
Full  of  benevolence  and  love  ; 

Nor  could  the  rage  of  num'rous  foes 
Aught,  but  his  soft  compassion,  move. 

3  Not  all  their  scoffs,  nor  the  sharp  pangs 
Of  crucifixion,  could  inspire 

Within  his  breast  one  vengeful  thought, 
Or  one  tumultuous  passion  fire. 

4  But  we,  alas  !  how  soon  the  storms 
Impetuous  in  our  bosoms  swell ! 
What  stores  of  fuel  in  our  breasts, 
To  feed  those  raging  fires  of  hell ! 


HYMN  CCXXXI,  CCXXXII.  429 

5  Spirit  of  grace,  do  thou  descend  ; 
Envy,  and  wrath,  and  clamour  chase ; 
With  thy  mild  influ'nce  quench  these  fires, 
And  hush  the  stormy  winds  to  peace ! 

231— C.  M.  Hymn  40,  Pt.  3.  B.  L 

Brotherly  love. 

1  TT  OW  sweet,  how  heav'nly  is  the  sight, 
XI  When  those  who  love  the  Lord, 

In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfil  his  word  ! 

2  O  !  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part : 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride  ;' 

Our  wishes  fix  above : 
May  each  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 

Thro'  ev*ry  bosom  flow ; 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  ev'ry  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain,  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heav'n,  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

232~7s  6s.  Hymn  281.  Add 

Happy  Family. 
1  "TT7"HAT  sight  on  earth  more  blissful, 
VV      Than  that  domestic  scene, 
Where  union,  pure  and  peaceful, 
As  sun-lit  clouds  at  e'en. 


'430  HYMN  CCXXXIII. 

Each  kindred  heart  enlightens, 

With  many  a  heaven-born  ray, 
That  ever  shines  and  brightens, 

*'  Unto  the  perfect  day." 

,    2  There  discord  is  a  stranger, 

There  strife  can  never  come  ; 
And  many  a  fear  and  danger 

Are  exiled  from  that  home; 
While  indolence  and  folly 

Are  banish'd  with  their  train, 
And  converse  pure  and  holy, 

Exerts  her  gentle  reign. 

3  And  there  how  sweet  and  precious, 

The  grateful  song  to  raise, 
To  him  so  kind  and  gracious. 

Who  claims  the  highest  praise  ; 
While  glad  harmonious  voices, 

Parents  and  children  join  ; 
While  every  heart  rejoices, 

In  blessings  so  divine. 

4  In  such  a  habitation, 

May  we  be  ever  found, 
Where  waters  of  salvation, 

In  healing  streams  abound : 
Affection's  voice  to  chide  us, 

Whene'er  we  go  astray, 
And  mercy"s  hand  to  guide  us, 

Along  the  narrow  way. 

233— L.  M.  Hymn  41,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

The  seventh  command. 
1   O  ACRED  wedlock!  law  of  heav'n, 
O   By  wisdom  fram'd,  in  mercy  giv'n  ; 
The  spring,  whence  all  the  kindred  ties 
Of  parents,  children,  brethren,  rise! 


HYMN  CCXXXIV.  431 

2  Curs'd  be  the  lusts  which  violate 
The  honours  of  the  marriage  state ; 
The  Lord  himself,  in  wrath  severe, 
Will  judge  the  vile  adulterer. 

3  The  wicked,  filthy,  and  unclean, 
Shall  reap  the  harvest  of  their  sin ; 
And  they  who  burn  with  Sodom's  lust, 
In  Sodom's  fire  shall  be  accurs'd. 

4  Polluted  sinner,  hide  thy  face, 

Fly  to  the  throne,  and  plead  for  grace ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  can  cleanse  thy  soul, 
And  make  thy  filthy  spirit  whole. 


234—L.  M.  Hymn  41,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

The  Law  is  spiritual,  but  we  are  carnal. 

1  "1 /TOST  Holy  God,  thy  precept's  just 
J-VJ.   Against  impure  desires  and  lust; 

We  therefore  mourn,  with  grief  and  shame, 
Our  guilty  and  polluted  frame. 

2  We  know  by  nature,  we're  unclean, 
Our  pow'rs  debas'd,  affections  mean  ; 
We  own  imperfect  chastity, 

The  sensual  heart,  the  wanton  eye. 

3  The  seeds  of  ev'ry  vice  and  sin, 
Are  rooted  deep,  and  grow  within ; 
And  if  preserv'd  from  filthy  ways, 
To  grace  alone  belongs  the  praise. 

4  O !  shed  abroad  thy  love  divine, 
Constrain  us  to  be  wholly  thine  ; 
And  make  our  souls  and  bodies  both 
The  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 


432     HYMN  CCXXXV,  CCXXXV1. 

235— L.  M.  Hymn  42,  Pt.  1.  B.  L 

The  eighth  command. 

1  /""I  REAT  God,  thy  holy  law  commands 
vT  Strict  honesty  in  our  demands  ; 
Forbids  to  plunder,  steal  or  cheat, 

To  practise  falsehood  or  deceit. 

2  We  must  be  faithful,  upright,  true, 
Nor  take  but  what  is  strictly  due  ; 
If  honesty  be  banish"d  hence, 
Religion  is  a  vain  pretence. 

3  No  righteous  debt  must  be  denied 
By  fraud  or  pow'r,  by  lies  or  pride ; 
The  poor  should  not,  by  long  delay, 
Be  made  to  groan  for  want  of  pay. 

4  "What  equity  enjoins  as  right, 

We  must  perform  with  all  our  might ; 
Nor  seek  our  neighbour  to  deceive, 
With  what  ourselves  do  not  believe. 

5  Let  Christians  never  dare  disgrace 

The  name  and  cause  which  they  profess ; 

Lord,  help  us  ever  to  pursue 

Things  which  are  honest,  just,  and  true. 

236-^3.  M.  Hymn  42,  Pt.  2.  B.  1 

The  worldling. 
HAT  does  the  worldling  gain 
By  all  his  vain  pursuits? 
His  very  pleasure  gives  him  pain,    . 
And  mis'ry  are  its  fruits. 

2  What  anxious  cares  corrode 
The  mind  intent  on  wealth  ? 
His  mammon  oft  becomes  a  load, 
Which  robs  him  of  bis  health. 


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HYMN  CCXXXVII.  433 

3  Does  he  his  end  attain, 
And  in  full  afflu'nce  roll ; 

What  does  the  sordid  creature  gain, 
When  God  demands  his  soul? 

4  My  heart,  to  heav'n  aspire, 
And  seek  thine  all  in  God  : 

Nor  e'er  pollute  thy  pure  desire, 
By  trifles  on  the  road. 

5  He  doth  my  soul  now  bless 
With  his  enriching  grace ; 

But  0  what  wealth  shall  I  possess, 
When  I  behold  his  face ! 

6  These  riches  of  his  grace 
Will  then  to  glory  rise, 

When  I  have  run  my  earthly  race, 
And  gain'd  the  immortal  prize. 

S37— C.  M.  Hymn  43,  Pt  1.  B.  1 

The  ninth  command. 

1  T>  ELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 
XV  Of  mortals  here  below : 
May  all  its  great  importance  learn, 

Its  sov'reign  virtue  know. 

2  Let  deep  repentance,  faith  and  love, 

Be  join'd  with  godly  fear  ; 
And  all  our  conversation  prove 
Our  souls  to  be  sincere. 

3  Let  with  our  lips  our  hearts  agree, 

Nor  sland'ring  words  devise: 
We  know  the  God  of  truth  can  see 
Thro'  ev'ry  false  disguise. 

4  Lord,  never  let  our  envy  grow, 

To  hear  another's  praise ; 
19 


434         HYMN  CCXXXVIII,  CCXXXDL 

Nor  rob  him  of  his  honour  due, 
By  base  revengeful  ways. 

5  O  God  of  truth  !  help  to  detest 
Whate'er  is  false  or  wrong, 
That  lies  in  earnest  or  in  jest 
May  ne'er  employ  our  tongue. 

238— L.  M.  Hymn  44,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

The  tenth  command. 

1  "TT7HATE'ER  thy  lot  on  earth  may  be, 

V  V     Let  it  contentment  yield  to  thee  ; 
Nor  others  envy,  or  repine, 
Nor  covet  aught,  that  is  not  thine. 

2  Justly  hast  thou  forbidden,  Lord, 

Each  murm'ring  motion,  thought,  and  word ; 

Justly  requiring  full  content, 

With  what  thy  providence  hath  lent. 

3  But  can  a  sinner  lift  his  eye 
Before  the  Lord  of  hosts  on  high, 
And  say,  "  this  precept  I've  obey'd, 
"Nor  from  it  ever  turn'd  aside?" 

4  Alive  without  the  law  I  stood, 

And  thought  my  state  was  safe  and  good ; 
But  when  with  pow'r  this  precept  came, 
I  saw  my  sin,  and  guilt,  and  shame. 

5  Lord,  I  adore  thy  saving  love, 
Which  did  from  me  the  curse  remove, 
By  hanging  on  th'  accursed  tree, 

And  being  made  a  curse  for  me  ! 

239— C.  M.  Hymn  44,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

Indwelling  sin. 
1   /^1  RACE  has"  enabled  me  to  love 
vX  Thy  holy  law  and  will  : 


HYMN  CCXL.  435 

But  sin  has  not  yet  ceas'd  to  move, 
It  tyrannizes  still. 

Hence  often  fill'd  with  dread  alarms, 
My  peace  and  joy  subside  ; 
And  I've  employ  for  all  the  arms 
The  gospel  has  supplied. 

Thus  difFrent  pow'rs  within  me  strive 
While  opposites  I  feel  ; 
I  grieve,  rejoice,  decline,  revive, 
As  sin  or  grace  prevail. 

But  Jesus  hath  his  promise  past ; 
Sin  with  the  body  dies  : 
And  grace  in  all  his  saints  at  last 
Shall  gain  its  victories. 


THE  GOSPEL  AND  INVITATIONS. 

240— L.  M.  Hymn  6,  Pt.  4.  B.  1. 

The  gospel  of  Christ. 

1  /"~1  OD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 

VT  Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known ; 
'Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Here  sinners  of  a  humble  frame 

May  taste  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name; 
'Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blood, 
Severely  just,  immensely  good. 

3  Here  Jesus,  in  ten  thousand  ways, 
His  soul-attracting  charms  displays  ; 
Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains, 
And  tells  his  love  in  melting  strains. 


436  HYMN  CCXLL 

4  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  ; 
Its  influ'nce  makes  the  sinner  live, 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

5  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 
And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

6  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 

Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  mine  eye ; 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 

241—  L  M.  Hymn  31,  Pt.  4.  B.  1 

The  Gospel  is  the  poicer  of  God  to  salvation. 

1  "VT7HAT  shall  the  dying  sinner  do, 

V  V      That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  woe  1 
Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  the  mind  ? 

2  How  shall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiv'n. 
Or  form  our  nature  fit  for  heav'n  ? 
Can  souls,  all  o'er  defil'd  with  sin, 

Make  their  own  pow'rs  and  passions  clean  ? 

3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try. 
Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh ; 
:Tis  there  that  pow'r  and  glory  dwell, 
That  save  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope, 
That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up  : 
We  read  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word, 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 

5  Let  men  or  angels  dig  the  mines, 
Where  nature's  golden  treasure  shines  ; 


1BI 


HYMN  CCXLII.  437 

Brought  near  the  doctrine  of  the  cross, 
All  nature's  gold  appears  but  dross. 

6  Should  vile  blasphemers,  with  disdain, 
Pronounce  the  truth  of  Jesus  vain, 
We'll  meet  the  scandal  and  the  shame, 
And  sing,  and  triumph  in  his  name. 

242— P.  M.  Hymn  31,  Pt.  6.  B.  1. 

The  Gospel  Trumpet — Jubilee. 

i  LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 
The  gladly  solemn  sound ! 
Let  all  the  nations  know 
To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  sin-atoning  Lamb  : 
Redemption  by  his  blood 
Thro'  all  the  lands  proclaim  : 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  Ye,  who  have  sold  for  nought 
The  heritage  above  ; 
Shall  have  it  back,  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love ; 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive  ; 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live ; 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 


438  HYMN  CCXLITI. 

5  The    gospel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  pard'ning  grace  : 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  • 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

6  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Has  full  atonement  made: 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

243— CM.  Hymn  31,  Pt.  5.  B.  1. 

The  Call. 

1  O INNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard ; 
O   'Tis  mercy  speaks  to-day  ; 

He  calls  you  by  his  sov'reign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea,  that  cannot  rest, 

You  live  devoid  of  peace  ; 
A  thousand  stings,  within  your  breast, 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell ; 

Why  will  you  persevere  ? 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 

4  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go  1 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reap  immortal  woe  ! 

5  But  he,  that  turns  to  God,  shall  live, 

Thro'  his  abounding  grace  : 

His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 

Of  those  that  seek  his  face, 


HYMN  CCXLIV.  439 

6  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 

Renouncing  ev'ry  sin  ; 
Submit  to  him  your  sov'reign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

7  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts; 

He  will  become  your  God, 
And  will  forgive  your  num"rous  faults, 
Thro'  a  Redeemer's  blood. 

244— P.  M.  8,  7,  4.  Hymn  34.  B.  2. 

Sinners  invited  to  Christ. 

1  flOME,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 
V-^   Lost  and  ruin'd  by  the  fall ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all ; 

Not  the  righteous — 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

2  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream : 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth, 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him ; 

This  he  gives  you — 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

3  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

•         Lo  !  your  Maker  prostrate  liest 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ; 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"It  is  finish' d!" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

4  Lo !  th'  incarnate  God  ascended, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude  : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 


440  HYMN  CCXLV,  CCXLVI. 

5  Saints  and  angels,  join"d  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb ; 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven, 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name : 

Hallelujah  !— 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 

245— C.  M.  Hymn  36.  B.  2 

The  fountain  of  Living  Waters. 

1  f^H,  what  amazing  words  of  grace 
V_y  Are  in  the  gospel  found  ! 
Suited  to  ev'ry  sinner's  case, 

Who  knows  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds, 

Your  ev'ry  burden  bring  ; 
Here  love,  eternal  love,  abounds, 
A  deep  celestial  spring. 

8  This  spring  with  living  water  flows, 
And  living  joy  imparts  ; 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  your  wants  disclose* 
And  drink  with  thankful  hearte. 

246— L.  M.  Hymn  33.  S*& 

Weary  souls  invited  to  rest. 

1  /^iOME,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distrest, 
V_>>  Come,  and  accept  the  promis'd  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 

Oh,  come,  and  spread  your  woes  abroad  j 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
With  all  the  painful  load  remove. 


HYMN   CCXLVII.  441 

3  Here  mercy"s  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes  J 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace ; 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace ! 

4  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

247— L.  M.  Hymn  37.  B.  2. 

The  Yowng  invited  to  Christ. 

1  rr\  O-DAY,  if  ye  will  hear  his  voice, 

-L    Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice ; 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no? 

2  Ye  wand'ring  souls,  who  find  no  rest, 
Say,  will  you  be  for  ever  blest  ? 
Will  you  be  sav'd  from  sin  and  hell? 
Will  you  with  Christ  in  glory  dwell? 

3  Come  now,  dear  youth,  for  ruin  bound, 
Obey  the  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
Come,  go  with  us,  and  you  shall  prove 
The  joy  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

4  Once  more  we  ask  you  in  his  name — 
For  yet  his  love  remains  the  same — 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no? 

5  Leave  all  your  sports  and  glitt'ring  toys ; 
Come,  share  with  us  eternal  joys  ; 

Or  must  we  leave  you  bound  to  hell- 
Then,  dear  young  friends,  a  long  farewell. 


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442  HYMN  CCXLVIII,  CCXLIX. 

248— L.  M.  Hymn  30 

Christ  knocking  at  the  heart  of  the  sinner 

EHOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door ! 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knock'd  before  f 
Hath  waited  long — is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  Oh,  lovely  attitude!  he  stands 

With  melting  heart  and  loaded  hands  ! 
Oh,  matchless  kindness !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes ! 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed  ? 
He  will ;  the  very  friend  you  need  ; 
The  friend  of  sinners — yes,  'tis  He, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

4  Rise,  touch'd  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  Sin, 
And  let  the  heav'nly  stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn, 
His  feet  departed  ne'er  return ; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 

249— C.  M.  Hymn  32.  B.  2. 

The  value  of  the  Soul. 

1  "TT7HAT  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price, 

VV     The  whole  creation  round? — 
That  which  was  lost  in  Paradise, 
That  which  in  Christ  is  found  : 

2  The  soul  of  man — Jehovah's  breath — 

That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife ; 
Hell  moves  beneath  to  work  its  death, 
Heav'n  stoops  to  give  it  life. 


HYMN  CCL,  CCLI.  443 

3  And  is  this  treasure  borne  below, 

In  earthen  vessels  frail  ? 
Can  none  its  utmost  value  know, 
Till  flesh  and  spirit  fail  ? 

4  Then  let  us  gather  round  the  cross, 

That  knowledge  to  obtain ; 
Not  by  the  soul's  eternal  loss, 
But  everlasting  gain. 

250— L.  M.  Hymn  21,  Pt.  5.  B.  1. 

Forgiveness  of  sins. 

1  inORGIVENESS  !  'tis  a  joyful  sound 

JL     To  sinners  doom'd  to  death  and  pains ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  heals  ev'ry  wound, 
And  washes  from  the  foulest  stains. 

2  'Tis  the  rich  gift  of  love  divine  : 
'Tis  full,  out-meas'ring  ev'ry  crime : 
Unclouded  shall  its  glories  shine, 
And  feel  no  change  by  changing  time. 

3  O'er  sins  unbounded  as  the  sand, 
And  like  the  mountains  for  their  size, 
The  seas  of  sov'reign  grace  expand  ; 
The  seas  of  sov'reign  grace  arise. 

4  For  this  stupendous  love  of  heav'n, 
What  grateful  honours  shall  we  show ! 
Where  much  transgression  is  forgiv'n, 
Love  should  with  fervent  ardour  glow. 

251—  C.  M.  Hymn  5,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

Salvation. 
1  O  ALVATION  !  O  melodious  sound, 
O  To  wretched  dying  men ! 
Salvation,  that  from  God  proceeds, 
And  leads  to  God  again. 


444  HYMN  CCLII. 

2  Rescued  from  hell's  eternal  gloom, 

From  fiends,  and  fires,  and  chains: 
Rais'd  to  a  paradise  of  bliss, 
Where  love  triumphant  reigns  I 

3  But  may  a  poor  bewilder'd  soul, 

Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
Presume  to  raise  a  trembling  eye 
To  blessings  so  divine  ? 

4  The  lustre  of  so  bright  a  bliss, 

My  feeble  heart  o'erbears ; 
And  unbelief  almost  perverts 
The  promise  into  fears. 

5  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice,  but  thine, 

These  dying  hopes  can  raise ; 
Speak  thy  salvation  to  my  soul, 
And  turn  my  prayer  to  praise. 

252— P.  M.  12s.  Hymn  38.  B.  2. 

Free  grace  to  Sinners. 

HE  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  Escape  to  the 
mountain, 

For  all  that  believe,  Christ  has  opened  a  foun- 
tain, 
For  sin,  and  uncleanness,  and  every  transgression, 
His  blood  flows  so  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 

Chorus. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  has  bought  us  a 

pardon, 
We'll    praise  him   again,   when   we    pass   over 

Jordan. 

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded,  to  the  Saviour  repair, 
Now  he  calls  you  in  mercy,  and  can  you  forbear? 


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HYMN  CCLIII.  445 

Though    your  sins    are    increased  as    high  as  a 

mountain, 
His  blood  can  remove  them,  it  streams  from  this 

fountain. 

5  Now  Jesus,  our  King,  reigns   triumphantly  glo- 

rious ; 

O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell,  he  is  more  than  vic- 
torious : 

With  shouting  proclaim  it,  —  0  trust  in  his  pas- 
sion, 

He  saves  us  most  freely ; — 0  glorious  salvation ! 

i  Our  Jesus  proclaims  his  name  all  victorious, 
He  reigns  over  all,  and  his  kingdom  is  glorious : 
To  Jesus  we'll  join  with  the  great  congregation, 
And  triumph,  ascribing  to  him  our  salvation. 

6  With  joy  shall  we  stand,  when  escaped  to  the 

shore, 
With  harps  in  our  hands,  we'll  praise  him  the 

more ; 
We'll  range  the  sweet  plains,  on  the  banks  of  the 

river, 
And  sing  of  salvation,  for  ever  and  ever. 

253— C.  M.  Hymn  1,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

Our  only  comfort  in  life  and  death. 

1  O  UBSTANTIAL  comfort  will  not  grow 
O   In  nature's  barren  soil ; 

All  we  can  boast,  till  Christ  we  know, 
Is  vanity  and  toil. 

2  But  where  the  Lord  has  planted  grace, 

And  made  his  glories  known ; 
There  fruits  of  heav'nly  joy  and  peace 
Are  found,  and  there  alone. 


446  HYMN  CCLIV. 

3  A  bleeding  Saviour  seen  by  faith; 

A  sense  of  pard'ning  love  ; 
A  hope,  that  triumphs  over  death, 
Give  joys  like  those  above. 

4  To  take  a  glimpse  within  the  veil ; 

To  know  that  God  is  mine ; 
Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail, 
Unspeakable !  divine ! 

5  These  are  the  joys,  which  satisfy, 

And  sanctify  the  mind : 
Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high, 
And  leave  the  world  behind. 

6  No  more,  believers,  mourn  your  lotj 

But  since  you  are  the  Lord's, 
Resign  to  them,  that  know  him  not, 
Such  joys  as  earth  affords. 

2  54— L.  M.  Hymn  29.  B.  2. 

The  striving  of  the  Spirit. 

AY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within, 
Oft  whisper'd  to  thy  secret  soul, 
Urg'd  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin. 

And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control  ? 
Hath  something  met  thee  in  the  path 

Of  world liness  and  vanity, 
And  pointed  to  the  coming  wrath, 

And  warn" d  thee  from  that  wrath  to  flee  ? 
Sinner,  it  was  a  heav'nly  voice, 

It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call, 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 

And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 
Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light ; 

Regard  in  time  the  warning  kind  ; 
That  call  thou  may*st  not  always  slight, 

And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 


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HYMN  CCLV,  CCLVI.  447 

5  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive, 

With  harden'd,  self-destroying  man; 
Ye,  who  persist  his  love  to  grieve, 
May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 

6  Sinner — perhaps  this  very  day, 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be  ; 
Oh,  should 'st  thou  grieve  him  now  away, 
Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee. 

255— S.  M.  Hymn  83  Add. 

The  Gospel  Trumpet. 

1  "\7"E  trembling  captives,  hear ! 

JL     The  gospel  trumpet  sounds  : 
No  sound  beside  can  charm  the  ear, 
Or  heal  your  heart-felt  wounds. 

2  'Tis  not  the  trump  of  war, 
Nor  Sinai's  thunder's  roar  ; 

Salvation's  news  it  spreads  afar, 
And  vengeance  is  no  more. 

3  Grace,  pardon,  love,  and  peace  ; 
Glad  heaven  aloud  proclaims; 

And  earth  the  Jubilee's  release, 
With  eager  rapture,  claims. 

4  Far,  far  to  distant  lands 

The  joyful  news  shall  spread  ; 
And  Jesus  all  his  willing  bands, 
In  one  blest  triumph,  lead. 

256— 6s  4s.  Hymn  84.  Add. 

To-day. 
1    rW10-DAY,  the  Saviour  calls! 
-*■     Ye  wand'rers,  come; 
O,  ye  benighted  souls, 
Why  longer  roam. 


448  HYMN  CCLVII. 

2  To-day,  the  Saviour  calls  ! 

O,  listen  now  : 
Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 

3  To-day,  the  Saviour  calls! 

For  refuge  fly ; 
The  storm  of  vengeance  falls  ; 
Ruin  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day  ! 

Yield  to    his  power  ; 
O,  grieve  him  not  away ; 
'Tis  mercy's  hour. 

257— 7s.  Hymn  85.  Add 

Come  and   Welcome. 


'F 


ROM  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear, 
Bursting  on  the  ravish'd  ear : 
"  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 

2  Sprinkled  now,  with  blood,  the  throne, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  ? 

On  my  pierced  body  laid, 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid  ; 
Bow  the  knee,  and  kiss  the  Son, 
"  Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 

3  Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board, 
See  with  richest  dainties  stored  ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  press'd, 
Yet  again  a  child  confess'd  ; 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam, 

"  Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 


HYMN  CCLVIII,  CCLIX.  449 

4  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end  ; 
Lo  !  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend  ; 
Safe  your  spirit  to  convey 
To  the  realms  of  endless  day ; 
Up  to  my  eternal  home, 
M  Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 

858— 7s.  Hymn  86.  Add. 

Expostulation. 

1  TTEART  of  stone,  relent,  relent, 
XI  Break,  by  Jesus'  cross  subdued, 
See  his  body  mangled,  rent, 
Cover'd  with  a  gore  of  blood  5 
Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done, 
Crucified  th'  Eternal  Son  ! 

2  Yes,  thy  sins  have  done  the  deed, 
Driven  the  nails  that  fix'd  him  there, 
Crown'd  with  thorns  his  sacred  head. 
Plunged  into  his  side  the  spear, 
Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice, 

While  for  sinful  man  he  dies. 

3  Wilt  thou  let  him  bleed  in  vain  ? 
Still  to  death  thy  Lord  pursue  ? 
Open  all  his  wounds  again  ? 
And  the  shameful  cross  renew  ? 
No ;  with  all  my  sins  I'll  part ; 
Break,  O  break,  my  bleeding  heart. 

259— lis.  Hymn  87.  Add. 

Delay  not. 

I  "I^VELAY  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  draw  near, 
J-J  The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee. 
No  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is  here, 
Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is  free. 


450  HYMN  CCLX. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not,  why  longer  abuse 

The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus,  thy  God? 

A  fountain  is  open'd,  how  canst  thou  refuse 

To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardoning  blood. 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not,  0  sinner,  to  come, 

For  mercy  still  lingers,  and  calls  thee  to-day: 
Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  vale  of  the  tomb ; 
Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  pass  away.    -,.'. 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  Spirit  of  Grace, 

Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  take  its  sad  flight j 
And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy  race, 
To  sink  in  the  vale  of  eternity's  night. 

5  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  hour  is  at  hand — 

The  earth  shall  dissolve,  and  the  heavens  shall 

fade; 
The  dead,  small  and  great,  in  the  judgment  shall 

stand  ; 
What  power,  then,  0  sinner,  shall  lend  thee  its 

aid! 

260— 7s.  Hymn  88.  Add. 

Fulness  of  Christ. 

1  T3LEEDING  hearts,  defiled  by  sin, 
J-J  Jesus  Christ  can  make  you  clean : 
Contrite  souls,  with  guilt  oppress'd, 
Jesus  Christ  can  give  you  rest. 

2  You  that  mourn  o'er  follies  past, 
Precious  hours  and  years  laid  waste ; 
Turn  to  God,  O  turn  and  live, 
Jesus  Christ  can  still  forgive. 

3  You  that  oft  have  wander'd  far, 
From  the  light  of  Bethlehem's  star, 
Trembling,  now  your  steps  retrace, 
Jesus  Christ  is  full  of  grace. 


HYMN  CCLXI.  451 

4  Souls  benighted  and  forlorn, 
Grieved,  afflicted,  tempest-worn, 
Now  in  Israels  Rock  confide, 
Jesus  Christ  for  man  has  died. 

5  Fainting  souls,  in  peril's  hour, 
Yield  not  to  the  tempter's  power  ; 
On  the  risen  Lord  rely, 

Jesus  Christ  now  reigns  on  high. 

261— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  89.  Add. 

The  voice  of  warning. 

1  npHAT  warning  voice,  0  sinner,  hear, 

J-    And  while  salvation  lingers  near, 

The  heavenly  call  obey  ; 
Flee  from  destruction's  downward  path, 
Flee  from  the  threat'ning  storm  of  wrath, 

That  rises  o'er  thy  way. 

2  Soon  night  comes  on  with  thick'ning  shade ; 
The  tempest  hovers  o'er  thy  head, 

The  winds  their  fury  pour  ; 
The  lightnings  rend  the  earth  and  skies, 
The  thunders  roar,  the  flames  arise, 

What  terrors  fill  that  hour. 

3  That  warning  voice,  O  sinner,  hear, 
Whose  accents  linger  on  thine  ear ; 

Thy  footsteps  now  retrace  : 
Renounce  thy  sins,  and  be  forgiven, 
Believe,  become  an  heir  of  heaven, 

And  sing  redeeming  grace. 

4  Then,  while  a  voice  of  pardon  speaks, 
The  storm  is  hush'd,  the  morning  breaks, 

The  heavens  are  all  serene  ; 
Fresh  verdure  clothes  the  beauteous  fields, 
Joy  echoes  from  the  distant  hills, 

New  wonders  fill  the  scene. 


452  HYMN  CCLXII,  CCLXIII. 

262— 7s  6s.  Hym  i  90.  Add. 

Bahn  in  Gilead. 

1  TT7HY  should  gloomy  thoughts  a    ■  », 

VV     And  darkness  fill  the  mind  ? 
Why  that  bosom  heave  with  sighs, 

And  yet  no  refuge  find  ? 
Knowest  thou  not  of  Gilead's  balm  ; 
Of  the  great  Physician  there, 
Who  can  every  fear  disarm, 
And  save  thee  from  despair? 

2  Still  o'erwhelm'd  with  floods  of  griel 

And  fill'd  with  sore  dismay ; 
Looking  downward  for  relief, 

Without  one  cheering  ray? 
Lift  thy  streaming  eyes  to  heaven, 
There  the  great  atonement  see. 
All  thy  sin  shall  be  forgiven ; 

Believe,  and  thou  art  free. 

3  He  that  for  thy  soul  hath  died, 

Invites  thee  now  to  come  ; 
He,  the  law  hath  satisfied, 

And  can  reverse  thy  doom  : 
He  hath  suffer'd  grief  and  shame; 
He  hath  shed  his  precious  blood. 

0  believe  in  Jesus'  name, 
And  be  at  peace  with  God. 

263— 8s  7s.  Hymn  92.  Add. 

A  Fountain  opened. 

1  /"I  OME  to  Calv'ry's  holy  mountain, 
U   Sinners  ruin*d  by  the  fall, 
Here  a  pure  and  healing  fountain 

Flows  for  every  thirsty  soul, 


HYMN  CCLXIV.  453 

In  a  full  perpetual  tide  ; 
Open"d  when  the  Saviour  died. 

2  Come,  in  sorrow  and  contrition, 

Wounded,  impotent,  and  blind  ; 
Here  the  guilty  seek  remission ; 

Here  the  lost  a  refuge  find. 
Health,  this  fountain  will  restore  ; 
He  that  drinks  shall  thirst  no  more. 

3  Come,  ye  dying,  live  forever ; 

!Tis  a  soul-reviving  flood  ; 
God  is  faithful ;  he  will  never 

Break  his  covenant,  seal'd  in  blood ; 
Sign'd  when  our  Redeemer  died — 
Seal'd  when  he  was  glorified. 

264— L.  M.  Hymn  35.  B.  2. 

Wanderer  invited  to  return. 

1  T)  ETURN,  0  wanderer,  return, 

XV  And  seek  an  injur d  Father's  face  j 

Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn, 

Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 

2  Return,  0  wanderer,  return, 

And  seek  a  Father's  melting  heart ; 
His  pitying  eyes  thy  grief  discern, 

His  hand  shall  heal  thine  inward  smart. 

3  Return.  O  wanderer,  return, 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live ; 
Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear  ; 
'Tis  God  who  says,  "  No  longer  mourn," 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 


454  HYMN  CCLXV,  CCLXVI. 

CONVICTION  AND  PENITENCE. 

265—C.  M.  Hymn  31.  B.  2. 

The  Sinner's   heart  opened. 

1  ~TT7*  HO  is  this  stranger  at  the  door, 

V  V      That  would  admission  gain  ? 
I  know  he  oft  has  knock*d  before, 
Still  he  has  come  again. 

2  I  find  him  knocking  at  my  heart, 

Though  I"ve  defied  his  will ; 
He  waits  to  act  a  gracious  part, 
And  all  bis  truth  fulfil. 

3  Too  long,  alas !  I've  entertain'd 

A  soul-destroying  guest, 
Who  took  possession  of  my  heart, 
And  all  my  powers  oppress'd. 

4  But  art  thou  not  the  same  that  died, 

A  sacrifice  for  sin? 
Then  enter  my  polluted  breast, 
And  make  me  pure  within. 

5  That  grace  that  I've  so  long  abus'd 

I'd  willingly  receive ; 
Dear  Saviour,  teach  me  how  to  pray, 
Lord,  help  me  to  believe ! 

6  My  hungry  soul  would  now  partake 

The  banquet  of  thy  love  ; 
That  sacred  flesh  and  blood  of  thine, 
Foretaste  of  joys  above. 

266— L.  M.  Hymn  21.  B.  2 

Prayer  for  the  influence  of  the  Spirit. 
1    OTAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 

O  Tho'  I  have  done  thee  such  despite, 


HYMN   CCLXVII.  455 

Cast  not  a  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight: 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 
Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  receiv'd, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  griev'd. 

3  Yet  Oh,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 
In  honour  of  my  great  High  Priest ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 

I  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

4  If  yet  thou  canst  my  sins  forgive, 
E'en  now,  0  Lord,  relieve  my  woes ; 
Into  thy  rest  of  love  receive, 

And  bless  me  with  thy  calm  repose. 

5  E'en  now  my  weary  soul  release, 
And  raise  me  by  thy  gracious  hand! 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis"d  land. 


267— S.  M.  Hymn  40.  B.  2 

Repentance  from  a  sense  of  the  Divine  Goodness. 


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S  this  the  kind  return, 
And  these  the  thanks  we  owe  ; 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ? 

To  what  a  stubborn  frame, 
Hath  sin  reduc'd  oixr  mind  ! 

What  strange  rebellious  wretches  we, 
And  God  as  strangely  kind  ! 


456  HYMN  CCLXVIII. 

3  On  us  he  bids  the  sun 

Shed  his  reviving  rays  ; 
For  us  the  skies  their  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 

4  The  brutes  obey  their  God, 

And  bow  their  necks  to  men  : 
But  we,  more  base,  more  brutish  things, 
Reject  his  easy  reign. 

5  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 

And  mould  our  souls  afresh  j 
Break,  sov'reign  grace,  these  hearts  of  stone^ 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 

6  Let  base  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes  ; 
And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 

268— C.  M.  Hymn  93,  && 

Conviction. 
|OTH  God  invite  me  to  his  arms, 
And  do  I  still  delay? 
Shall  he  impart  his  just  commands, 
And  I  refuse  t'  obey  1 

2  Doth  Jesus  call  me  to  rely 

Upon  his  righteousness, 

For  safety  bid  me  thither  fly, 

And  I  despise  his  grace  ? 

3  Hath  not  the  Holy  Spirit  yet 

Withdrawn  his  influence  ? 
And  do  I  still  supinely  sit. 

Immersed  in  earth  and  sense  ? 

4  By  mercy  wooed,  by  wrath  pursued, 

How  sluggish  I  remain  ! 
Rouse  up,  my  dull  inactive  powers, 
The  heavenly  prize  to  gain. 


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HYMN  CCLXIX,  CCLXX.  457 

269— L.  M.  Hymn  21,  Pt.  6.  B.  1. 

Seeking  Pardon. 

1  T   ORD,  at  thy  feet  I  prostrate  fall, 
JLi   Opprest  with  fears,  to  thee  I  caJl : 
Reveal  thy  pard'ning  love  to  me, 
And  set  my  captive  spirit  free. 

2  Hast  thou  not  said,  "  Seek  ye  my  face  ;" 
The  invitation  I  embrace  ; 

I'll  seek  thy  face  ;  thy  Spirit  give  ! 
O !  let  me  see  thy  face,  and  live. 

3  I'll  seek  thy  face  with  cries  and  tears, 
With  secret  sighs  and  fervent  prayers  ; 
And,  if  not  heard,  I'll  waiting  sit, 
And  perish  at  my  Saviour's  feet. 

4  But  canst  thou,  Lord,  behold  my  pain, 
And  bid  me  seek  thy  face  in  vain ! 
Thou  wilt  not,  canst  not  me  deceive, 
The  soul  that  seeks  thy  face  shall  live. 

270— C.  M.  Hymn  48.  B.  2. 

Seeking  Pardon. 
"OW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  ! 
Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 


H' 


2  But  diere's  a  voice  of  sov'reign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word  ; 
Ho  !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  upon  the  Lord. 

3  My  soul  obeys  th'  Almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord, 
O !  help  mine  unbelief. 


458  HYMN  CCLXXI. 

4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly ; 
Here  let  me  wash. my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  Stretch  out  thine  arm,  victorious  King, 

My  reigning  sins  subdue : 
Drive  the  old  dragon  from  his  seat, 
With  all  his  hellish  crew. 

6  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall : 
Be  thou  my  Strength  and  Righteousness, 
My  Jesus,  and  my  All ! 


271— P.  M.  7.  Hymn  43.  B.  2. 

Pleading  for  Mercy. 


■s 


OV'REIGN  Ruler,  Lord  of  ah, 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  I  fall : 
Hear,  oh,  hear  my  ardent  cry, 
Frown  not,  lest  I  faint  and  die. 


2  Vilest  of  the  sons  of  men, 
Worst  of  rebels,  I  have  been ! 
Oft  abus'd  thee  to  thy  face, 
Trampled  on  thy  richest  grace  ! 

3  Justly  might  thy  vengeful  dart 
Pierce  this  bleeding,  broken  heart ; 
Justly  might  thy  kindled  ire 
Blast  me  in  eternal  fire. 

4  But  with  thee  there's  mercy  found, 
Balm  to  heal  my  every  wound ; 
Soothe,  oh  soothe  the  troubled  breast, 
Give  the  weary  wand'rer  rest. 


HYMN  CCLXXII,  CCLXXIII.  459 

272—L.  M.  Hymn  44.  B.  2, 

Pleading  the  Promises. 

1  THVRIF.ND  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint! 
S.     Where  can  I  lodge  my  deep  complaint? 
Where,  but  with  thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  sinner,  poor ! 

2  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee, 
And  thou  refuse  that  mourner's  plea  ? 
Does  not  the  word  still  fix'd  remain, 
That  none  shall  seek  thy  face  in  vain? 

3  That  were  a  grief  I  could  not  bear, 
Didst  thou  not  hear  and  answer  prayer: 

0  thou,  pray'r-hearing,  answ'ring  God, 
Take  from  my  heart  this  painful  load. 

273— P.  M.  7.  Hymn  45.  B.  2. 

The  Sinnei-'s  suit  at  the  Mercy-Seat. 

1  /^1 OME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
V_y   Jesus  loves  to  answer  pray'r ; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore,  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring ; 
For  his  grace  and  pow'r  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin : 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ! 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest ; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast; 
There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 


460  HYMN  CCLXXIV,  CCLXXV. 

5  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 

As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

6  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Ev'ry  hour  my  strength  renew, 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 
Let  me  die  thy  people's  death 

274—8,7.  Hymn  46.  B.  2 

Suppliant  address  to  the  Saviour. 

1  TESUS,  full  of  all  compassion, 

«J    Hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry ; 
Let  me  know  thy  great  salvation, 
See,  I  languish,  faint,  and  die. 

2  Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 

Overwhelmed  with  helpless  grief- 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting — 
Send,  O  send  me  quick  relief! 

3  Whither  should  a  wretch  be  flying, 

But  to  him  who  comfort  gives  ? 
Whither,  from  the  dread  of  dying, 
But  to  him  who  ever  lives  ? 

4  Sav'd — the  deed  shall  spread  new  glory 

Thro'  the  shining  realms  above ; 
Angels  sing  the  pleasing  story, 
All  enraptur'd  with  thy  love. 

275— C.  M.  Hymn  49.  B.  2 

Seeking  Renewing  Grace. 
1  TJ  OW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 
XI  Unconscious  of  its  load  ! 
The  heart  unchang'd  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 


HYMN  CCLXXVI.  461 

2  The  will  perverse,  the  passions  blind, 

In  paths  of  ruin  stray : 
Reason  debas'd  can  never  find 
The  safe,  the  narrow  way. 

3  Can  aught  beneath  a  pow'r  divine, 

The  stubborn  will  subdue  1 
:Tis  thine,  Almighty  Saviour,  thine 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

4  'Tis  thine  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upwards  bid  them  rise ; 

And  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 

From  reason's  darken'd  eyes  ; 

5  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live  ; 
A  beam  of  Heav"n,  a  vital  ray, 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 

6  O  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine ! 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 

276— CM.  Hymn  39.  B.  2. 

The  humble  sinner  s  resolve. 

1  Z^IOME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
yy  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve  ; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd, 

And  make  this  last  resolve  : — 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

u  Hath  like  a  mountain  rose ; 
"  I  know  his  courts,  I  '11  enter  in, 
"Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "  Prostrate  I  '11  lie  before  his  throne, 

"And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 


462  HY3IN  CCLXXVII. 

"  I'll  tell  him  I"m  a  wretch  undone, 
u  Without  his  sov'reign  grace. 

4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

"  Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives  : 
"  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch— 
"  And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

"  Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer  ; 
"  But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
"  And   perish  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 

"  I  am  resolv'd  to  try ; 

"  For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 

"  I  must  for  ever  die." 

2  7  7— C.  M.  Hymn  41.  B.  2. 

The  contrite  heart. 

1  f~\  THOU,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 
V_/     Contrition's  humble  sigh ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 

From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  ; — 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wand'rer  mourn  ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said  —  «  Return  V 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  1 
Oh,  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat! 

4  Oh,  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ! 
And  let  thine  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 


HYMN  CCLXXVIII,  CCLXXIX.         463 

278— C.  M.  Hymn  94.  Add. 

Sinner's  Relief.  9 

1  TTTHERE  shall  a  wretched  sinner  flee, 

VY     To  ease  his  wounded  soul? 
The  Saviour  cries,  Believe  in  me, 
And  I  will  make  thee  whole. 

2  Believe  in  thee,  my  dearest  Lord, 

Oh,  help  mine  unbelief, 
All  needful  grace  do  thou  afford, 
And  send  me  quick  relief. 

3  Sprinkled  with  thine  atoning  blood, 

Let  me  at  length  appear 
Before  the  awful  bar  of  God, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

279— 7s  6s.  Hymn  95.  Add. 

Sinner  desponding. 

1  "TT7"HY  sinks  my  soul  desponding? 

VV     Why  fill  my  eyes  with  tears, 
While  nature  all-surrounding 

The  smile  of  beauty  wears  ? 
Why,  burden d  still  with  sorrow, 

Is  every  lab'ring  thought? 
Each  vision  that  I  borrow, 

With  gloom  and  sadness  fraught? 

2  The  pleasures  that  deceived  me, 

My  soul  no  more  can  charm, 
Of  rest  they  have  bereaved  me, 

And  filfd  me  with  alarm ; 
The  objects,  I  have  cherish'd, 

Are  empty  as  the  wind ; 
My  earthly  joys  are  perished  ; 

What  comfort  shall  I  find  ? 


464  HYMN  CCLXXX. 

3  If  inward,  still  inquiring, 

I  turn  my  searching  eye, 
Orjipward,  now  aspiring, 

I  raise  my  feeble  cry, 
No  heavenly  light  is  beaming 

To  cheer  my  troubled  breast, 
No  ray  of  comfort  gleaming 

To  give  my  spirit  rest. 

4  O,  from  this  dreadful  anguish, 

Is  there  no  refuge  nigh  1 
'Tis  guilt  that  makes  me  languish, 

And  leaves  me  thus  to  die : 
I  will  renounce  my  folly 

Before  the  throne  of  grace  ; 
And  make  the  Lord,  most  holy, 

My  strength  and  righteousness. 

280— C.  M.  Hymn  96.  Add. 

Self-condemned. 

1  AH,  what  can  I,  a  sinner,  do, 
-fJL  With  all  my  guilt  oppress'd  ? 
I  feel  the  hardness  of  my  heart, 

And  conscience  knows  no  rest. 

2  Great  God,  thy  good  and  perfect  law 

Does  all  my  life  condemn  ; 
The  secret  evils  of  my  soul 
Fill  me  with  fear  and  shame. 

3  How  many  precious  Sabbaths  gone, 

I  never  can  recall ; 
And  O,  what  cause  have  I  to  mourn, 
Who  misimproved  them  all. 

4  How  long,  how  often  have  I  heard, 

Of  Jesus,  and  of  heaven ; 
Yet  scarcely  listen'd  to  his  word, 
Or  pray'd  to  be  forgiven. 


HYMN  CCLXXXI,  CCLXXXII.         465 

5  Constrain  me,  Lord,  to  turn  to  Thee, 
And  grant  renewing  grace  ; 
For  thou  this  flinty  heart  canst  break, 
And  thine  shall  be  the  praise. 

281  — C.  M.  Hymn  97.  Add. 

Repentance. 

1  A  LAS !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
Jl\.  And  did  my  Sovereign  die, 
Did  he  devote  that  sacred  head. 

For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 

Tie  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 

Amazing  pity,  grace  unknown, 

And  love  beyond  degree. 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in ; 
When  Christ,  the  Prince  of  Glory,  died, 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears, 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  floods  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away — - 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

282— C.  M.  Hymn  98,  Add. 

Penitential. 

1   f~\     IF  my  soul  was  form'd  for  wo, 

V_y  j   How  would  I  vent  my  sighs, 

Repentance  should,  like  rivers,  flow 

From  both  my  streaming  eyes, 

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466  HYMN  CCLXXXIII. 

2  'Twas  for  my  sins,  my  dearest  Lord, 

Hung  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  groan'd  away  a  dying  life, 
For  thee,  my  soul,  for  thee. 

3  0,  how  I  hate  those  sins  of  mine 

That  shed  the  Saviour's  blood  ; 
That  pierced  and  nail'd  his  sacred  flesh 
Fast  to  the  fatal  wood. 

4  Yes,  my  Redeemer,  they  shall  die ; 

My  heart  hath  so  decreed ; 
Nor  will  I  spare  the  guilty  things 
That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 

5  While  with  a  melting,  broken  heart, 

My  murder'd  Lord  I  view, 
I'll  raise  revenge  against  my  sins, 
And  slay  the  murderers  too. 

283— S.  M.  Hymn  99.  Add. 

Penitential. 

1  f~\    THAT  I  could  repent, 
V-J 5     With  all  my  idols  part, 

And  to  thy  gracious  eye  present 
An  humble,  contrite  heart. 

2  A  heart  with  grief  oppress'd 
At  having  grieved  my  God, 

A  troubled  heart,  that  cannot  rest, 
Till  sprinkled  with  thy  blood. 

3  Jesus,  on  me  bestow 
The  penitent  desire  : 

With  deep  sincerity  of  wo 

My  thoughtless  breast  inspire. 

4  With  soft'ning  pity  look, 
And  melt  my  hardness  down ; 

Strike,  with  thy  love's  effectual  stroke, 
And  break  this  heart  of  stone. 


HYMN  CCLXXXIV,  CCLXXXV.         467 

284— L.  M.  Hymn  100.  Add. 

Penitential. 

1  A  LAS,  alas,  how  blind  I've  been, 
XjL   How  little  of  myself  I've  seen ! 
Sportive  I  sail'd  the  sensual  tide, 
Thoughtless  of  God,  whom  I  defied. 

2  Oft  have  I  heard  of  heaven  and  hell, 
Where  bliss  and  woe  eternal  dwell ; 
But  mock'd  the  threats  of  truth  divine, 
And  scorn'd  the  place  where  angels  shine. 

3  My  heart  has  long  refused  the  blood 
Of  Jesus,  the  descending  God  ; 
And  guilty  passion  boldly  broke 

The  holy  law  which  Heaven  had  spoke. 

4  Th'  alluring  world  controll'd  my  choice  ; 
When  conscience  spoke,  I  hush'd  its  voice : 
Securely  laugh'd  along  the  road, 

Which  hapless  millions  first  had  trod. 

5  But  uow,  th'  Almighty  God  comes  near 
And  fills  my  soul  with  awful  fear — 
Fear,  lest  I  sink  to  endless  pain, 

Nor  hear  the  voice  of  joy  again. 

2  8  5—C.  M.  Hymn  42.  B.  2. 

Tlie  Penitent. 

1  T) ROSTRATE,  dear  Jesus!  at  thy  feet, 
Jl      A  guilty  rebel  lies  ; 

And  upwards  to  the  mercy-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping  eye§ 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 


468  HYMN  CCLXXXVI. 

3  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead, 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed ; 
No  blood,  but  thou  hast  spilt. 

4  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord ! 

And  all  my  sins  forgive: 
Justice  will  well  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 

286— S.  M.  Hymn  101.  Add. 

Self-examination. 

1  AH,  whither  should  I  go, 

-LX.  Burden'd,  and  sick,  and  faint? 
To  whom  should  1  my  troubles  show, 
And  pour  out  my  complaint  1 

2  My  Saviour  bids  me  come : 
Ah,  why  do  I  delay? 

He  calls  the  weary  sinners  home ; 
And  yet  from  him  I  stay. 

3  What  is  it  keeps  me  back, 
From  which  I  cannot  part, — 

Which  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 
Possession  of  my  heart  1 

4  Some  wicked  thing  unknown 
Must  surely  lurk  within; 

Some  idol  which  I  do  not  own, 
Some  secret  bosom-sin. 

5  Jesus,  the  hindrance  show, 
Which  I  have  fear*d  to  see : 

And  make  me  now  consent  to  know 
What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 

6  Searcher  of  hearts !  in  mine 
Thy  trying  power  display ; 

Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 
And  take  the  veil  away. 


HYMN  CCLXXXVII,  CCLXXXVIII.     469 

287— S.  M.  Hymn  102.  Add- 

Ruin  and  Recovery. 

1  TT  OW  heavy  is  the  night, 
XJL   That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 

Till  Christ  with  his  reviving  light, 
Over  our  souls  arise. 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  Heaven ; 
But  in  his  righteousness  array'd, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  impure, 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways ; 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure 
With  sanctifying  grace. 

4  The  powers  of  hell  agree, 
To  hold  our  souls  in  vain  ; 

He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  galling  chain. 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways, 
That  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 

Thy  sov'reign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 

288— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  103.  Add. 

Contrition. 

1   T   LOOK  to  thee,  O  Lord,  alone, 

X   And  low  beneath  thy  gracious  throne 

Pour  out  my  ardent  prayer: 
Pardon  my  sin,  my  soul  reprieve, 
No  hand  but  thine  can  now  relieve, 

Or  save  me  from  despair. 


470  HYMN  CCLXXXIX. 

2  My  trembling  spirit,  fill'd  with  awe, 
Beholds  the  terrors  of  thy  law, 

And  bows  itself  in  dust ; 
Thou,  Lord,  art  righteous,  just,  and  good, 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  blood  : 

Thou  art  my  only  trust. 

3  Guilty,  before  thy  bar  I  plead, 
Guilty  in  thought,  in  word,  and  deed, 

Wholly  defiled  by  sin : 
O,  heal  the  leprosy  of  soul ! 
One  pard'ning  word  can  make  me  whole, 

And  bid  my  heart  be  clean. 

289— S.  M.  Hymn  47.  B.  a 

The  convinced  and  seeking  sinner. 

Y  former  hopes  are  fled, 
My  terror  now  begins  ; 
I  feel,  alas !  that  I  am  dead 

In  trespasses  and  sins. 
Ah,  whither  shall  I  fly  1 

I  hear  the  thunder  roar ; 
The  law  proclaims  destruction  nigh, 

And  vengeance  at  the  door. 
When  I  review  my  ways, 

I  dread  impending  doom  ; 
But  sure,  a  friendly  whisper  says, 

"  Flee  from  the  wrath  to  come." 
I  see,  or  think  I  see, 

A  glimm'ring  from  afar ; 
A  beam  of  day  that  shines  for  me, 

To  save  me  from  despair. 
Forerunner  of  the  sun, 

It  marks  the  Pilgrim's  way ; 
I'll  gaze  upon  it  while  I  run, 

And  watch  the  rising  day. 


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HYMN  CCXC    CCXCI.  471 

290— L.  M.  Hymn  50.  B.  2. 

A  Sinner  submitting  to  God. 

1  "TT7*  EARY  of  struggling  with  my  pain, 

VV     Hopeless  to  burst  this  sinful  chain, 
At  length  I  give  the  contest  o'er, 
And  seek  to  free  myself  no  more. 

2  From  my  own  works  at  last  I  cease — 
God,  that  creates,  must  seal  my  peace ; 
Fruitless  my  toil,  and  vain  my  care, 
Unless  thy  sov'reign  grace  I  share. 

3  Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal ; 
I  see  my  sin,  but  do  not  feel ; 
Nor  shall  I,  till  thy  Spirit  blow, 
And  bid  th'  obedient  waters  flow. 

4  'Tis  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  give, 
Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive  ; 
Here  then  to  thee  I  all  resign, — 
To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal,  is  thine. 

291— S.  M.  Hymn  104.  Add. 

Troubled  Soul. 

ORD,  can  a  soul  like  mine, 

Unholy  and   unclean, 

Dare  venture  near  a  throne  of  grace, 

With  such  a  load  of  sin  ? 


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2  When  I  attempt  to  pray, 
And  lisp  thy  holy  name, 

My  thoughts  are  hurried  soon  away, 
I  know  not  where  I  am. 

3  When  in  thy  word  I  look, 
Such  darkness  fills  my  mind, 

I  only  read  a  sealed  book, 
And  no  relief  I  find. 


472  HYMN  CCXCII,  CCXCIII. 

4  Myself  can  hardly  bear, 
This  wretched  heart  of  mine  ; 

How  hateful,  then,  must  it  appear, 
To  those  pure  eyes  of  thine  ! 

5  Low  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 
O,  pity  and  forgive, 

Here  will  I  lie,  and  wait  till  thou 
Shalt  bid  me  rise  and  live. 

292— P  M.  8,  7,  4.  Hymn  51.  B.  2 

The  Surrender. 

1  TT7"ELCOME,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer, 

VV     Welcome  to  this  heart  of  mine  : 
Lord,  I  make  a  full  surrender, 

Ev'ry  pow'r  and  thought  be  thine, 

Thine  entirely, 
Thro'  eternal  ages  thine. 

2  Known  to  all  to  be  thy  mansion, 

Earth  and  hell  will  disappear ; 
Or  in  vain  attempt  possession, 

When  they  find  the  Lord  is  near — 

Shout,  O  Zion! 
Shout,  ye  saints,  the  Lord  is  here. 

293— L.  M.  Hymn  57.  B.  2. 

The  returning  sinner. 

1  T?AR  from  thy  fold,  my  God,  my  feet 
J-      Once  mov'd  in  error's  devious  maze, 
Nor  found  religious  duties  sweet, 

Nor  sought  thy  face,  nor  lov'd  thy  ways. 

2  With  tend'rest  voice  thou  bad'st  me  flee 

The  paths  which  thou  could'st  ne'er  approve ; 
And  gently  drew  my  soul  to  thee, 
With  cords  of  sweet,  eternal  love. 


HYMN  CCXCIV.  473 

3  Now  to  thy  footstool,  Lord,  I  fly, 

And  low  in  self-abasement  fall  ; 
A  vile,  a  helpless  worm,  I  lie, 
And  thou,  my  God,  art  all  in  all. 

4  Dearer,  far  dearer  to  my  heart, 

Than  all  the  joys  that  earth  can  give  ; 
From  fame,  from  wealth,  from  friends  I'd  parl^ 
Beneath  thy  countenance  to  live. 

5  And  when,  in  smiling  friendship  drest, 

Death  bids  me  quit  this  mortal  frame, 
Gently  reclin'd  on  Jesus'  breast, 

My  latest  breath  shall  bless  his  name. 

6  Then  my  unfetter'd  soul  shall  rise, 

And  soar  above  yon  starry  spheres, 
Join  the  full  chorus  of  the  skies, 

And  sing  thy  praise  thro'  endless  years. 

294— 7s  6s.  Hymn  105.  Add. 

Pleading  for  Grace. 

1  TT7  RETCHED,  helpless,  and  distress'd, 

V  V     Ah  whither  shall  I  fly  ? 
Ever  panting  after  rest, 

Where  shall  I  turn  mine  eye  ? 
Naked,  sick,  and  poor,  and  blind, 
Bound  in  sin  and  misery : 
Friend  of  sinners,  let  me  find 

My  help,  my  all  in  thee. 

2  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 

0,  hear  my  sad  complaint ; 
Be  the  wanderer's  resting  place, 

A  cordial  for  the  faint : 
Make  me  rich,  for  I  am  poor ; 
Let  me  now  thy  presence  find ; 
To  the  dying,  health  restore, 

And  eyesight  to  the  blind. 


474  HYMN  CCXCV. 

3  Fill  my  soul  with  heavenly  grace, 

With  pure  humility : 
Clothe  me  with  thy  righteousness  ; 

Endue  my  heart  with  thee  ; 
Let  thine  image  be  restored ; 
Let  me  thy  forgiveness  prove; 
Fill  me  with  thy  fulness,  Lord, 

For  boundless  is  thy  love. 


295— 7s.  Hymn  106.  Add 

Deep  Contrition. 

1  TESUS,  save  my  dying  soul ; 

«J    Make  the  broken  spirit  whole , 
Humbled  in  the  dust  I  lie  ; 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 

2  Jesus,  full  of  every  grace, 
Now  reveal  thy  smiling  face  : 
Grant  the  joy  of  sin  forgiven, 
Foretaste  of  the  bliss  of  heaven. 

3  All  my  guilt  to  thee  is  known, 
Thou  art  righteous,  thou  alone  ; 
All  my  help  is  from  thy  cro&s  ; 
All  beside  I  count  but  loss. 

4  Lord,  in  thee  I  now  believe  ; 
Wilt  thou — wilt  thou  not  forgive? 
Helpless  at  thy  feet  I  lie  ; 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 


HYMN  CCXCVI,  CCXCVII.  475 


CONVERSION   AND   CONSECRATION. 

296— L.  M.  Hymn  52.  B.  2. 

Joy  in  Heaven  over  a  repenting  sinner. 

1  "TT7H0  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise, 

VV     Through  all  the  courts  of  paradise, 
To  see  a  prodigal  return, 
To  see  an  heir  of  glory  born  ! 

2  With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love  ; 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down,  and  sees 
The  purchase  of  his  agonies. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight,  to  view 
The  holy  soul  he  form'd  anew ; 
And  saints  and  angels  join,  to  sing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

297— C.  31.  Hymn  53.  B.  2, 

Joy  over  Conversion. 

1   /^~\H,  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 
\~J   When  but  one  sinner  turns, 
And  with  an  humble,  broken  heart, 
His  sins  and  errors  mourns  ! 

Pleas'd  with  the  news,  the  saints  below 
In  songs  their  tongues  employ; 

Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heav'n  is  fill'd  with  joy. 

3  Well  pleased,  the  Father  sees  and  hears 
The  conscious  sinner's  moan  ; 
Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  claims  him  for  his  own. 


476  HYMN  CCXCVIII,  CCXCIX. 

4  Nor  angels  can  their  joy  contain, 
But  kindle  with  new  fire  : 
"  The  sinner  lost  is  found,''  they  sing, 
And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 

298— C.  M.  Hymn  107.  Add. 

Prisoners  of  Hope. 

1  "TT7HEN  first  my  dangerous  state  I  saw, 

VV     And  knew  not  where  to  run; 
I  fled  from  God's  avenging  law, 
To  duties  I  had  done. 

2  But  these,  alas  !  I  quickly  found, 

Afforded  no  defence ; 
For  threat'ning  vengeance  burst  around, 
And  drove  my  soul  from  thence. 

3  Cut  off  from  ev'ry  legal  hope, 

And  sinking  in  despair, 
I  turn'd  mine  eyes  to  Calv'ry's  top, 
And  saw  a  refuge  there. 

4  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  cried  aloud, 

"  Pris'ners  of  hope,:'  come  in! 
There's  peace  and  safety  in  my  blood, 
From  vengeance  and  from  sin. 

5  I  enterd  this  stronghold  in  haste — 

And  found  myself  secure ; 
And  from  a  sense  of  mercies  past, 
I  learn  to  trust  him  more. 

299— L.  M.  Hymn  108.  Add. 

Renouncing  the   World. 
1  T  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away — 
JL  Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind  ! 
False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 


HYMN  CCC.  477 

2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along, 
Down  to  the  gulf  of  dark  despair: 
And,  while  I  listend  to  your  song, 

Your  streams  had  e'en  convey'd  me  there. 

3  Lord  !  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 
That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyss ; 

That  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above, 

I  stretch  my  hands,  and  lift  mine  eyes ; 
O !  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies. 

5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 
Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 

300— C.  M.  Hymn  109.  Add 

Looking  to  Christ. 

1  TESUS,  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend  ; 
«i    As  such  I  look  to  thee ; 

Now,  in  the  fulness  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, — 

Remember  Calvary ; 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
And,  then,  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God, 

1  yield  myself  to  thee ; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  Lord,  I  am  guilty — I  am  vile, 

But  thy  salvation's  free  , 


478  HYMN  CCCL  CCCII. 

Then,  in  thine  all-abounding  grace, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  And,  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 
When  creature-helps  all  flee, 
Then,  0  my  dear  Redeemer-God, 
I  pray,  remember  me. 

301— C.  M.  Hymn  110.  Add. 

Taking  up  the  Cross. 

1  A  ND  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 
JlJL  Jesus,  my  Lord,  for  thee  ? 
This  is  my  joy,  since  thou  hast  done 

Much  more  than  this  for  me. 

2  Yes,  let  it  go ! — one  look  from  thee 

Will  more  than  make  amends, 
For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  credit,  wealth,  or  friends. 

3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives, 

How  worthless  they  appear, 
Compared  with  thee,  supremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair  ! 

4  Saviour  of  souls,  while  I  from  thee 

A  single  smile  obtain  ; 
Though  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
I'll  glory  in  my  gain ! 

302— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  111.  Add. 

The   World  renounced. 
1  T   QUIT  the  world's  fantastic  joys, 
X   Her  honours  are  but  idle  toys, 

Her  biis^  an  empty  shade  ; 
Like  meteors  in  the  midnight  sky, 
That  glitter  for  a  while  and  die, 
Her  glories  flash  and  fade. 


HYMN  CCCIII.  479 

2  Let  fools  for  riches  strive  and  toil, 
Let  greedy  minds  divide  the  spoil, 

'Tis  all  too  mean  for  me ; 
Above  the  earth,  above  the  skies 
My  bold  aspiring  wishes  rise, 

My  God,  to  heaven  and  thee. 

3  0  Source  of  glory,  life,  and  love, 
When  to  thy  courts  I  mount  above, 

On  contemplation's  wings, 
I  look  with  pity  and  disdain 
On  all  the  pleasures  of  the  vain, 

On  all  the  pomps  of  kings. 

4  Thy  beauties  rising  in  my  sight, 
Divinely  sweet,  divinely  bright, 

With  raptures  fill  my  breast; 
Though  robb'd  of  all  my  earthly  store, 
With  thee  I  never  can  be  poor, 

But  must  be  ever  blest. 

303— C.  M.  Hymn  112.  Aid. 

Bearing  the  Cross. 

1  A  SHAMED  of  Christ !— my  soul  disdains 
jTX   The  mean,  ungen'rous  thought ; 

Shall  I  disown  that  Friend,  whose  blood 
To  man  salvation  brought  ? 

2  With  the  glad  news  of  love  and  peace, 

From  heaven  to  earth  he  came  ; 
For  us  endured  the  painful  cross, 
For  us  despised  the  shame. 

3  At  his  command,  we  must  take  up 

Our  cross  without  delay  ; 
Our  lives,  yea,  thousand  lives  of  ours, 
His  love  can  ne'er  repay. 

4  Each  faithful  surFrer,  Jesus  views 

With  infinite  delight ; 


480  HYMN  CCCIV. 

Their  lives  to  him  are  dear ;  their  deaths 
Are  precious  in  his  sight. 

5  To  bear  his  name — his  cross  to  bear, 

Our  highest  honour  this ! 
Who  firmly  suffers  for  him  now, 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  bliss. 

6  But  should  we,  in  the  evil  day, 

From  our  profession  fly, 
Jesus,  the  Judge,  before  the  world 
The  traitors  will  deny. 

304— C.  M.  Hymn  113.  Add. 

Subdued  by  the  Cross. 

1  TN  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
JL  Unawed  by  shame  or  fear, 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 

And  stopp'd  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree, 

In  agonies  and  blood ; 
He  fix'd  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  O !  never  till  my  latest  breath, 

Shall  I  forget  that  look  ; 
It  seem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  own'd  the  guilt, 

It  plunged  me  in  despair  ; 
I  saw,  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 

5  A  second  look  he  gave,  that  said, 

"  I  freely  all  forgive  ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid— 
I  die  that  thou  mayest  live." 


HYMN  CCCV.  48 

6  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 
In  all  its  blackest  hue — 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace — 
It  seals  my  pardon  too. 


305— P.  M.  Hymn  114.  Add. 

Submission. 

2   /~10ME,  my  Redeemer,  come, 
yJ   And  deign  to  dwell  with  me, 
Come,  and  thy  right  assume, 
And  bid  thy  rivals  flee  : 
Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

2  Exert  thy  mighty  power, 
And  banish  all  my  sin  ; 
In  this  auspicious  hour, 
Bring  all  thy  graces  in  : 

Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

3  Rule  thou  in  every  thought 
And  passion  of  my  soul, 

Till  all  my  powers  are  brought 

Beneath  thy  full  control : 
Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

4  Then  shall  my  days  be  thine, 
And  all  my  heart  be  love, 
And  joy  and  peace  be  mine, 
Such  as  are  known  above: 

Come,  my  Redeemer,  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 
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482  HYMN  CCCVI,  CCCVII. 

306— C.  M.  Hymn  115.  Add. 

Peace  returning. 

1  (~\      SPEAK  that  gracious  word  again, 
v_y  9  And  cheer  my  drooping  heart ! 
No  voice  but  thine  can  soothe  my  pain 

And  bid  my  fears  depart. 

2  And  wilt  thou  still  vouchsafe  to  own 

A  worm  so  vile  as  I  ? 
And  may  I  still  approach  thy  throne, 
And  Abba,  Father,  cry  ? 

3  My  Saviour,  by  his  powerful  word, 

Hath  turn'd  my  night  to  day ; 
And  all  those  heav'nly  joys  restored, 
Which  I  had  sinn'd  away. 

4  Dear  Lord  !  I  wonder  and  adore : 

Thy  grace  is  all  divine  : 
O  keep  me,  that  I  sin  no  more 
Against  such  love  as  thine. 

307— L.  M.  Hymn  116.  Add 

Entire  Consecration. 

1  IV!" OW  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 

±\    With  all  my  powers  to  serve  the  Lordj 
Nor  from  his  ways  will  I  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

2  0,  be  this  service  all  my  joy ! 
Around  let  my  example  shine: 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ, 
And  join  in  labours  so  divine. 

3  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 
My  solemn,  my  determined  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 


HYMN  CCCVIII,  CCCIX.  483 

4  0  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor,  wancTring,  leave  his  sacred  ways ; 
Great  God  !  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

308— C.  M.  Hymn  117.  Add. 

Old  things  passed  away. 

1  T    ET  earthly  minds  the  world  pursue, 
JLi   It  has  no  charms  for  me ; 

Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 
But  grace  hath  set  me  free. 

2  Its  visions  can  no  longer  please, 

Nor  happiness  afford  : 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
For  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day, 

The  stars  are  all  conceafd  ; 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  reveal'd. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice, 

I  bid  them  all  depart; 
His  name,  his  love,  his  gracious  voice, 
Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart, 

5  And  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own 

A  worthless  worm  like  me  ? 
Dear  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 
And  wholly  live  to  thee. 

309— P.  M.    8,  7.  Hymn  58.  B.  2. 

A  miracle  of  Grace. 

1  TTAIL,  my  ever  blessed  Jesus, 
JLjL  Only  thee  I  wish  to  singj 


484  HYMN   CCCX. 

To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious, 
Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

2  Oh,  what  mercy  flows  from  heav'n, 

Oh,  what  joy  and  happiness  ! 
Love  I  much? — I've  much  forgiv'n — 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

3  Once,  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 

Unconcern'd  in  sin  I  lay ; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 
Till  my  Saviour  pass'd  that  way. 

4  Witness,  all  ye  hosts  of  heav'n, 

My  Redeemer's  tenderness  ! 
Love  I  much  ? — I've  much  forgiv'n— 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

5  Shout,  ye  bright  angelic  choir ; 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthron'd  above  ; 
While,  astonish'd,  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love. 

6  That  bless'd  moment  I  receiv'd  him, 

Fill'd  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Love  I  much  ? — I've  much  forgiv'n— 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

310— L.  M.  Hymn  59.  B.  3 

Distinguishing  Grace  acknowledged. 

1  T  HEAR  a  voice  that  comes  from  far  j 
-L    From  Calvary  it  sounds  abroad  ; 

It  soothes  my  soul,  and  calms  my  fear : 
It  speaks  of  pardon  bought  with  blood. 

2  And  is  it  true,  that  many  fly 

The  sound  that  bids  my  soul  rejoice ; 
And  rather  choose  in  sin  to  die, 

Than  turn  an  ear  to  mercy's  voice  ? 


HYMN  CCCXI.  485 

3  Alas,  for  those  ! — the  day  is  near, 

When  mercy  will  be  heard  no  more  ; 
Then  will  they  ask  in  vain  to  hear 

The  voice,  they  would  not  hear  before. 

4  With  such,  I  own,  T  once  appear'd, 

But  now  I  know  how  great  their  loss ; 
For  sweeter  sounds  were  never  heard 
Than  mercy  utters  from  the  cross. 

5  But  let  me  not  forget  to  own, 

That  if  I  differ  aught  from  those, 
'Tis  due  to  sov'reign  grace  alone, 
That  oft  selects  its  proudest  foes. 


311— P.  M.  7.  Hymn  56.  B.  2. 

Choosing  the  heritage  of  God's  people. 

1  "DEOPLE  of  the  living  God  ! 

JL     I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  no  where  found : 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, 

Turns, — a  fugitive  unblest ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 

Oh,  receive  me  into  rest. 

2  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave, 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave : 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore — 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine ; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more, 

Ev'rj   idol  I  resign. 


486  HYMN  CCCXIL 

312-P.  M.  8,  7.  Hymn  95.  B.  2. 

Forsaking  all,  to  follow  Christ. 

1  TESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
•I    All  to  leave,  and  follow  thee ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou  from  hence  my  all  shalt  be. 
Perish,  ev'ry  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought,  or  hop'd,  or  known ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition ! 

God,  and  heav'n,  are  still  my  own. 

2  Let  the  world  despise,  and  leave  me ; 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me, 

Thou  art  not  like  them  untrue  ; 
And  whilst  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me, 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Go  then,  earthly  fame,  and  treasure, 

Come  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain  ; 
In  thy  service,  pain  is  pleasure, 

With  thy  favour,  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  thee  Abba,  Father, 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee  : 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather, 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 

4  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 

Heav'n  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
Oh  !   'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me ; 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me  : 
Oh !  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmix'd  with  thee. 


HYMN  CCCXIII.  487 

5  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation  ; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care  ; 
Joy  to  find,  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do,  or  bear. 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee  ; 

Child  of  Heav'n,  can'st  thou  repine? 

6  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Arm'd  by  faith,  and  wing'd  by  pray'r ; 
Heav'n's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  pray'r  to  praise. 

313— CM.  Hymn  60.  B.  2. 

Asking  the  way  to  Zion. 

1  TNQUIRE,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way 
JL   That  leads  to  Zion's  hill, 

And  thither  set  your  steady  face, 
With  a  determined  will. 

2  Invite  the  strangers  all  around, 

Your  pious  march  to  join  ; 
And  spread  the  sentiments  you  feel 
Of  faith  and  love  divine. 

3  Oh,  come,  and  to  his  temple  haste, 

And  seek  his  favour  there ; 
Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 
And  pour  your  fervent  pray'r! 

4  Oh,  come,  and  join  your  souls  to  God, 

In  everlasting  bands ; 
Accept  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  thankful  hearts  and  hands. 


488  HYMN  CCCXIV,  CCCXV. 

314— C.  M.  Hymn  63.  B.  2. 

Deliverance  from  evil  companions. 

1  npHE  giddy  world,  with  flatt'ring  tongue, 
JL    Had  charm'd  my  soul  astray, 

And  lur'd  my  heedless  feet  to  death, 
Along  the  flow'ry  way. 

2  My  heart,  with  agonizing  pray'r, 

Besought  the  Lord  to  save  ; 
Unseen  he  seiz'd  my  trembling  hand, 
And  brought  me  from  the  grave. 

3  He  broke  the  charm,  which  drew  tny  feet 

To  darkness  and  the  dead  : 
From  lips  profane,  and  tongues  impure 
With  quiv'ring  steps  I  fled. 

4  Homeward  I  flew  to  find  my  God, 

And  seek  his  face  divine  ; 
Restor'd  to  peace,  to  hope,  to  life, 
To  Zion's  friends,  and  mine. 

31 5— C.  M.  Hymn  54.  B.  2 

Penitential    Gratitude. 

1  T3  ISE,  O  my  soul,  the  hours  review, 
J-V    When  aw'd  by  guilt  and  fear, 

To  Heav'n  for  grace  thou  durst  not  sue, 
And  found  no  rescue  here : 

2  Thy  tears  are  dried,  thy  griefs  are  fled, 

Dispell'd  each  bitter  care; 
For  Heav'n  itself  hath  lent  its  aid, 
To  save  thee  from,  despair. 

3  Hear,  then,  0  God  !  thy  work  fulfil, 

And,  from  thy  mercy's  throne, 
Vouchsafe  me  strength  to  do  thy  will, 
And  to  resist  mine  own. 


HYMN  CCCXVL  CCCXVII.  489 

4  So  shall  my  soul  each  pow'r  employ 
Thy  mercy  to  adore ; 
While  Heavn  itself  proclaims  with  joy— 
"  One  pardoivd  sinner  more  !" 

316— L.  M.  Hymn  55.  B.  2. 

The  Converts  grateful  acknowledgment. 

1  "[\/TY  soul,  with  humble  fervour  raise 
JLVJL  To  God  the  voice  of  grateful  praise, 
And  ev'ry  mental  pow'r  combine, 

To  bless  his  attributes  divine. 

2  Deep  on  my  heart  let  mem'ry  trace 
His  acts  of  mercy  and  of  grace  ; 
Who,  with  a  Father's  tender  care, 
Sav*d  me  when  sinking  in  despair ; 

3  Gave  my  repentant  soul  to  prove 
The  joy  of  his  forgiving  love  ; 
Pour'd  balm  into  my  bleeding  breast, 
And  led  my  weary  feet  to  rest. 

31 7— L.  M.  Hymn  61.  B.  2. 

Not  ashamed  of  Jesus. 

1  TESUS!  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

•J    A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee ! 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  thro'  endless  days ! 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus  ! — sooner  far 
Let  ev'ning  blush  to  own  a  star : 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus  ! — just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  He, 
Bright  morning  Star,  bid  darkness  flee. 

21* 


490  HYMN  CCCXVIII. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heav'n  depend ! 
No  !  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus  ! — yes  I  may — 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away — 
No  tear  to  wipe — no  good  to  crave — 
No  fear  to  quell — no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain— 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain ! 
And  0  may  this  my  glory  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me ! 

318—  L.  M.  Hymn  62.  B.  3. 

Renewal  of  self-dedication. 
HAPPY  day,  that  fbc'd  my  choice 
On  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  0  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 
To  him,  who  merits  all  my  love ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  till  his  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done  :— -the  great  transaction's  done, 
I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine : 

He  drew  me. — and  I  folio w'd  on — 
Charm'd  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart, 
Fix'd  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest ; 
With  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  part, 
When  call'd  on  angels'  bread  to  feast? 

5  High  heav'n,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear : 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear, 


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HYMN  CCCXIX,  CCCXX.  491 

319— L.  M.  Hymn  24,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

Influence  of  Grace. 
ELF-righteous  souls  on  works  rely, 
And  boast  their  moral  dignity  ; 
But  when  I  lisp  a  song  of  praise, 
Grace  is  the  note  my  soul  shall  raise. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  quicken'd  me  when  dead, 
And  grace  my  soul  to  Jesus  led  ; 

Grace  brings  me  pardon  for  my  sin  ; 
'Tis  grace  subdues  my  lusts  within. 

3  'Tis  grace,  that  sweetens  ev'ry  cross, 
'Tis  grace  supports  in  ev"ry  loss ; 

In  Jesus'  grace  my  soul  is  strong ; 
Grace  is  my  hope,  and  Christ  my  song. 

4  'Tis  grace  defends  when  danger's  near; 
By  grace  alone  I  persevere  ; 

'Tis  grace  constrains  my  soul  to  love — 
Free  grace  is  all  they  sing  above. 

5  Thus,  'tis  alone  of  grace  I  boast, 
And  "tis  alone  in  grace  I  trust; 

For  all  that's  past,  grace  is  my  theme ; 
For  what's  to  come,  'tis  still  the  same. 

6  Thro'  endless  years,  of  grace  I'Jl  sing, 
Adore  and  bless  my  heav'nly  King ; 
I'll  cast  my  crown  before  his  throne, 
And  shout  free  grace  to  him  alone. 

320— S.  M.  Hymn  66.  B.  2. 

Salvation  by  Grace. 
1   /^"l  RACE !  'tis  a  charming  sound  ; 
VJ  Harmonious  to  the  ear  ! 
Heav'n  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 


492  HYMN  CCCXXL 

2  Grace  first  contriv'd  the  way, 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wond'rous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heav'nly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

321— C.  M.  Hymn  22,  Pt.  3.  B.  t 

Triumphs  of  Grace. 

1  A  MAZING  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sonnd, 
-ZjL  That  sav'd  a  wretch  like  me ! 

I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace,  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  reliev'd  ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believ'd  ! 

3  Thro'  many  dangers,  toils  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promis'd  good  to  me, 

His  Word  my  hope  secures  ; 
He  will  my  Shield  and  Portion  be, 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease ; 


HYMN  CCCXXII.  493 

I  shall  possess  within  the  veil, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

6  There,  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever-blooming  prospects  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

7  Then  now,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Let  ardent  wishes  rise, 
To  those  bright  scenes,  where  pleasures  spring 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

322— C.  M.  Hymn  33,  Pt.  3.  B.  1 

Conversion  and  Faith. 

1  T"   ORD,  we  adore  thy  matchless  ways, 

I  A   In  bringing  souls  to  thee  ; 
We  sing  and  shout  eternal  praise, 
For  grace  so  full  and  free. 

2  "  What  must  I  do,"  the  jailer  cries, 

"To  save  my  sinking  soul?" 
"  Believe  in  Christ,"  the  Word  replies, 
"Thy  faith- shall  make  thee  whole." 

3  Our  works  are  all  the  works  of  sin, 

Our  nature  quite  deprav"d  ; 

Jesus  alone  can  make  us  clean : 

By  grace  are  sinners  sav'd. 

4  "  Believe,  believe,"  the  gospel  cries, 

"  This  is  the  living  way :" 
From  faith  in  Christ  our  hopes  arise, 
And  shine  to  perfect  day. 

5  Come,  sinners,  then,  the  Saviour  trust, 

To  wash  you  in  his  blood  ; 
To  change  your  hearts,  subdue  your  lust, 
And  bring  you  home  to  God. 


194  HYMN  CCCXXIII,  CCCXXIV. 

323— L.  M.  Hymn  1,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

In  life  and  death  I  belong  to  Christ. 

1  "T   ET  thoughtless  thousands  choose  the  road 
_Li   That  leads  the  soul  away  from  God  ; 
This  happiness,  dear  Lord,  be  mine, 

To  live  and  die  entirely  thine. 

2  On  Christ,  by  faith,  my  soul  would  live, 
From  him,  my  life,  my  all  receive  : 

To  him  devote  my  fleeting  hours ; 
Serve  him  alone  with  all  my  pow'rs. 

3  Christ  is  my  everlasting  all, 
To  him  I  look,  on  him  I  call ; 
He  ev'ry  want  will  well  supply, 
In  time,  and  thro'  eternity. 

4  Soon  will  the  Lord,  my  life,  appear ; 
Soon  shall  I  end  my  trials  here  ; 
Leave  sin  and  sorrow,  death  and  pain  : 
To  live  is  Christ, — to  die  is  gain. 

324— L.  M.  Hymn  89.  B.  2. 

Life  and  Safety  in  Christ  alone. 

1  f  I  ^HOU  only  Sov'reign  of  my  heart, 
JL    My  refuge,  my  Almighty  Friend  : 

And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  1 

2  Whither,  ah  !  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wand"rer  from  my  Lord  1 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe, 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 

3  Thy  Name  my  inmost  pow'rs  adore ; 

Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care  ; 
Depart  from  thee  ! — 'tis  death — 'tis  more, 
'Tis  endless  ruin — deep  despair! 


HYMN  CCCXXV.  496 

4  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie ; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine ; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

1.  His  Character  and  Condition. 

2.  His  Feelings  or  Exercises  —  both  Jotiu* 

and  Sorrowing. 

3.  His  Graces  and  Duties. 

325— L.  M.  Hymn  12,  Pt.  4.  B.  I 

Christians. 


XN 


OT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 
Who  boast  the  honours  of  their  birth, 
Such  real  dignity  can  claim, 
As  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name. 


2  To  them  the  privilege  is  giv'n 

To  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  heav'n ; 
Sons  of  the  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
And  heirs  of  joy  beyond  the  sky. 

3  On  them,  a  happy,  chosen  race, 
Their  Father  pours  his  richest  grace  : 
To  them  his  counsels  he  imparts, 
And  stamps  his  image  on  their  hearts. 

4  Their  infant-cries,  their  tender  age, 
His  pity  and  his  love  engage  : 

He  clasps  them  in  his  arms,  and  there 
Secures  them  with  parental  care. 


496  HYMN  CCCXXVL 

5  His  will  he  makes  them  early  know, 
And  teaches  their  young  feet  to  go  ; 
Whispers  instruction  to  their  minds, 
And  on  their  hearts  his  precepts  binds. 

6  When  thro'  temptations  they  rebel, 

His  chast'ning  rod  he  makes  them  feel  ; 

Then,  with  a  Father's  tender  heart, 

He  soothes  the  pain  and  heals  the  smart. 

7  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  supply, 
Their  steps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye  : 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heav'n  above, 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 

8  If  I've  the  honour,  Lord,  to  be 
One  of  this  numrous  family  ; 
On  me  the  gracious  gift  bestow, 
To  call  thee  Abba,  Father,  too. 

9  So  may  my  conduct  ever  prove 
My  filial  piety  and  love  ; 

Whilst  all  my  brethren  clearly  trace 
Their  Father's  likeness  in  my  face. 

326— C.  M.  Hymn  1,  Pt.  3.  B.  1 

The  Christian's  experience. 

1  ~\TO  strength  of  nature  can  suffice 
-LM    To  serve  the  Lord  aright; 
And  what  she  has,  she  misapplies, 

For  want  of  clearer  light. 

2  How  long  beneath  the  law  I  lay 

In  bondage  and  distress ! 
I  toil'd  the  precept  to  obey, 
But  toil'd  without  success. 

3  Then  all  my  servile  works  were  done 

A  righteousness  to  raise  j 


HYMN  CCCXXVII.  497 

Now  freely  chosen  in  the  Son, 
I  freely  choose  his  ways. 

4  To  see  the  law  by  Christ  fulfill'd, 

And  hear  his  pard'ning  voice, 
Will  change  a  slave  into  a  child, 
And  duty  into  choice. 

5  uWhat  shall  I  do,"  was  once  the  word, 

"  That  I  may  worthier  grow  ?" 
"What  shall  I  render  to  the  Lord?" 
Is  my  enquiry  now. 

6  I've  seen  how  great  my  mis'ry  is, 

And  mourn'' d  my  helpless  case ; 
I've  found  in  Christ  a  righteousness, 
And  praise  him  for  his  grace. 

327— S.  M.  Hymn  3,  Pt.  5.  B.  L 

Union  to  Christ. 

1  TPVEAR  Saviour,  we  are  thine 
J-J   By  everlasting  bands  : 

Our  names,  our  hearts,  we  would  resign, 
And  souls,  into  thy  hands. 

2  Accepted  for  thy  sake, 
And  justified  by  faith, 

We  of  thy  righteousness  partake, 
And  find  in  thee  our  life. 

3  To  thee  we  still  would  cleave, 
With  ever  growing  zeal ; 

If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 
O  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 

4  Thy  spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  thee  our  head  ; 
Shall  form  us  to  thy  image  bright, 
That  we  thy  paths  may  tread. 


498         HYMN  CCCXXVIII,  CCCXXIX. 

5  Death  may  our  souls  divide 
From  these  abodes  of  clay  ; 

But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side, 
Thro'  all  the  gloomy  way. 

6  Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 
Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear  ? 

Since  he  in  heav'n  hath  fix'd  his  throne, 
He'll  fix  his  members  there. 

328— L.  M.  Hymn  23,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

Union  with  Christ. 

1  ?npWIXT  Jesus  and  the  chosen  race, 

-L    Subsists  a  bond  of  sovereign  grace, 
That  hell,  with  its  infernal  train, 
Shall  ne'er  dissolve,  or  rend  in  twain. 

2  Hail,  sacred  union,  firm  and  strong  ! 

How  great  the  grace  !  how  sweet  the  song ! 
That  worms  of  earth  should  ever  be 
One  with  incarnate  Deity. 

3  One  in  the  tomb,  one  when  he  rose, 
One  when  he  triumphed  o'er  his  foes ; 
One  when  in  heav'n  he  took  his  seat, 
While  seraphs  sung  all  hell's  defeat. 

4  This  sacred  tie  forbids  their  fears, 
For  all  he  is,  or  has,  is  theirs  ; 

With  him  their  Head,  they  stand  or  fall, 
Their  life,  their  Surety,  and  their  all. 

329— L.  M.  Hymn  23,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

Justification. 
1   T    ORD,  thy  imputed  righteousness, 
1  J  My  beauty  is.  my  glorious  dress: 
'Midst  flaming  worlds  in  this  array'a. 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 


HYMN  CCCXXX.  499 

2  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise, 
To  take  my  mansion  in  the  skies  ; 
Ev'n  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea, 
"  Jesus  hath  hVd  and  died  for  me." 

3  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  that  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay  ? 
While  thro'  thy  blood  absolv'd  I  am, 
From  sin's  tremendous  curse  and  shame. 

4  Thus  Abraham,  the  friend  of  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood, 
By  faith  on  thee  alone  relied, 

And  in  the  Lord  were  justified. 

5  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears, 
When  ruin'd  nature  sinks  in  years  : 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue, 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

6  0  !  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice  ! 
Bid,  Lord,  thy  mourning  ones  rejoice  ; 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 
"  Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  Righteousness." 

330— C.  M.  Hymn  33,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

Work  of  grace. 

1  "TVTOT  the  malicious  or  profane, 
JL  l    The  wanton  or  the  proud, 

Nor  thieves,  nor  sland*rers,  shall  obtain 
The  kingdom  of  our  God. 

2  Surprising  grace  !  and  such  were  we 

By  nature  and  by  sin  ; 

Heirs  of  immortal  misery, 

Unholy  and  unclean. 

3  But  we  are  waslvd  in  Jesus'  blood, 

We're  pardon'd  thro'  his  name  ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
Hath  sanctified  our  frame. 


500         HYMN  CCCXXXI,  CCCXXXII. 

4  0  for  a  persevering  pow'r, 

To  keep  thy  just  commands  ! 
We  would  defile  our  hearts  no  more, 
No  more  pollute  our  hands. 

331—L.  M.  Hymn  13,  Pt.  3.  B.  J 

Adoption. 

1  TESUS,  we  bless  thy  Father's  name ; 

«J    Thy  God  and  ours  are  both  the  same ; 
What  heav'nly  blessings  from  his  throne 
Flow  down  to  sinners  thro'  his  Son.' 

2  "  Christ  be  my  first  elect,"  he  said, 
Then  chose  our  souls  in  Christ  our  head ; 
Before  he  gave  the  mountains  birth, 

Or  laid  foundations  for  the  earth. 

3  Thus  did  eternal  love  begin 

To  raise  us  up  from  death  and  sin ; 
Persons  and  characters  decreed, 
Blameless  in  love,  a  holy  seed. 

4  Predestinated  to  be  sons; 

Born  by  degrees,  but  chose  at  once : 

A  new  regenerated  race, 

To  praise  the  glory  of  his  grace. 

5  With  Christ  our  Lord,  we  share  our  part 
In  the  affections  of  his  heart ; 

Nor  shall  our  souls  be  thence  remov'd 
Till  he  forgets  his  first  belov"d. 

332— S.  M.  Hymn  13,  Pt.  4.  B.  \ 

Adoption. 
1   "T>EHOLD  what  wondrous  grace 
-D  The  Father  has  bestow'd 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God  ! 


hy:.:x  ccj  x:rxai.  501 

2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing, 
That  we  should  be  unknown  ; 

The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlasting  Son. 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 
How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 

But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  there, 
We  shall  be  like  our  head. 

4  A  hope  so  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure ; 

May  purge  onr  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Father's  love, 
I  share  a  filial  part, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie, 
Like  slaves,  beneath  the  throne ; 

Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 


333— P.  M.   11.  Hymn  68.  B.  % 

Precious  Promises. 

1  TTOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
XX  Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said, 
Who  unto  the  Saviour  for  refuge  hath  fled  1 

2  "Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee.  O  be  not  dismay'd, 
For  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to 

stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 


502  HYMN  CCCXXXIV. 

3  When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

4  "When  thro'  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

5  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sov'reign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love ; 

And  then,  when  grey  hairs  shall  their  temples 

adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne 

6  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  lean'd  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes ; 

That  soul,  tho'  all  hell  should  endeavour  to  shake 
I'll  never — no,  never — no,  never  forsake." 


334— P.  M.  8s.  Hymn  133.  B.  1. 

The  life  of  faith. 

1  rpHE  moment  a  sinner  believes, 
JL    And  trusts  in  his  crucified  Lord, 

His  pardon  at  once  he  receives, 
Redemption  in  full  thro'  his  blood. 

2  The  Christian  is  dead,  yet  he  lives, 
His  life  is  with  Christ,  hid  in  God, 
This  life  now,  from  Christ  he  derives, 
And  he  lives  by  faith  in  his  Lord. 

3  Tho'  thousands  and  thousands  of  foes 
Against  him  in  malice  unite, 

Their  rage  he  thro'  Christ  can  oppose, 
Led  forth  by  the  spirit  to  fight. 


HYMN  CCCXXXV.  503 

4  The  faith,  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 
And  brings  such  salvation  as  this, 
Is  more  than  mere  fancy  or  name ; 
The  work  of  God's  Spirit  it  is. 

5  It  says  to  the  mountains  "  depart," 
That  stand  betwixt  God  and  the  soul ; 
It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

The  wounded  in  conscience  makes  whole. 

6  Christ  lives  by  his  Spirit  in  them, 
Whose  hearts  are  renewed  by  grace  ; 
And  they,  by  their  faith,  live  in  him, 
A  life  of  pure  joy,  love,  and  peace. 

335— 7s.  Hymn  119.  Aad. 

Chosen  in  Christ. 

1  /^1  OD'S  own  promise  standeth  sure; 
VJT   Saints  shall  to  the  end  endure; 

Safely  will  the  Shepherd  keep 
Those  he  purchased  for  his  sheep. 

2  Known  to  him  before  the  sun 
First  began  its  course  to  run, 
Chosen,  called  from  above. 
Objects  of  eternal  love. 

3  Put  thy  seal  upon  each  heart ; 
Thy  blest  image,  Lord,  impart; 
All  thyself  in  us  reveal — 

We  the  clay  and  thou  the  seal. 

4  Every  evil,  Lord,  subdue  ; 
Make  us  to  our  duty  true ; 
From  base  aifections  set  us  free; 
Dead,  to  sin,  we'll  live  to  thee. 


504       HYMN  CCCXXXVI,  CCCXXXVII. 


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336— C.  M.  Hymn  155.  Add 

Christian's    Wealth. 
F  Christ  is  mine,"  then  all  is  mine, 
And  more  than  angels  know  ; 
Both  present  things  and  things  to  come, 
And  grace  and  glory  too. 

2  "  If  Christ  is  mine,"  then  though  he  frown 

He  never  will  forsake  ; 
His  chastisements  all  work  for  good, 
And  but  his  love  bespeak. 

3  "If  Christ  is  mine,"  I  need  not  fear 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell  ; 
He  will  support  my  feeble  frame, 
And  all  their  power  repel. 

4  "If  Christ  is  mine,"  let  friends  forsake, 

And  earthly  comforts  flee  ; 

He,  the  Dispenser  of  all  good, 

Is  more  than  these  to  me. 

5  "If  Christ  is  mine,  "  I'll  fearless  pass 

Through  death's  tremendous  vale, 
He'll  be  my  comfort  and  my  stay, 
When  heart  and  flesh  shall  fail. 

6  Let  Christ  assure  me.  "  I  am  thine," 

I  nothing  want  beside  ; 
My  soul  shall  at  the  fountain  live, 
When  all  the  streams  are  dried. 


337— 8s.  Hymn  118.  Add. 

Rejoicing  in  Mercy. 
"E  angels,  who  stand  round  the  throne, 
And  view  my  E     manuel's  face, — 
In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known, 
Tune — tune  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise. 


Y 


HYMN  CCCXXXVIII.  505 

He  form'd  you  the  spirits  you  are, 
So  happy,  so  noble,  so  good; 
When  others  sunk  down  in  despair, 
Conflrm'd  by  his  power,  ye  stood. 

2  Ye  saints,  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 
And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, 
His  grace  and  his  glory  display, 
And  all  his  rich  mercies  repeat : 
He  snatch'd  you  from  hell  and  the  grave, 
He  ransom'd  from  death  and  despair : 
For  you  he  was  mighty  to  save — 
Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 

B  Oh,  when  will  the  moment  appear, 
When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song  ? 
I'm  weary  of  lingering  here, 
While  I  to  your  Saviour  belong : 
I'm  fetter'd,  and  chain'd  here  in  clay, 
I  struggle  and  pant  to  be  free  ; 
I  long  to  be  soaring  away, 
My  God  and  my  Saviour  to  see. 

4  I  long  to  put  on  my  attire, 

Wash'd  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb ; 

I  long  to  be  one  of  your  choir, 

And  tune  my  sweet  harp  to  his  name  j 

I  long — O,  I  long  to  be  there, 

Where  sorrow  and  sin  bid  adieu — 

Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share, 

To  wonder,  and  worship  with  you. 

338— P.  M.    8,  7.  Hymn  133.  B.  2 

Grateful  Recollection. 
1   /^1 OME,  thou  Fount  of  e v'ry  blessing, 
\-S  Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
22 


506  HYMN  CCCXXXIX. 

Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  naming  tongues  above  ; 

Praise  the  mount — I'm  fix'd  upon  it- 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Eben-Ezer, 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come  ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me,  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  with  precious  blood. 

3  Oh  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be! 

Let  that  grace  now,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee  : 

Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it- 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 

Here's  my  heart — 0  take  and  seal  it; 
Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 

339— S.  M.  Hymn  76.  B.  2. 

Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

1  flOME,  we  who  love  the  Lord, 
\J  And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  the  song  with  sweet  accord, 

And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  fav'rites  of  the  heav'nly  King 
Should  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below, 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground, 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 


HYMN  CCCXL.  507 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets 
Before  we  reach  the  heav'nly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  thro*  Immanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


340— P.  M.  7.  Hymn  100.  B.  2 

Rejoicing  in  hope. 

1  /CHILDREN  of  the  heav'nly  King, 
v_y   As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  trav'ling  home  to  God 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod, 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and,  blest, 
You  near  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest-: 
There  your  seats  are  now  prepar'd, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  : 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismay'd,  go  on. 

5  Lord  !  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below: 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


508  HYMN  CCCXLI,  CCCXLII. 

341— L.  M.  Hymn  340.  Add. 

Final  Triumph. 

1  /""lOME,  saints,  and  shout  the  Saviour's  prais«, 
V_>/   To  him  your  grateful  tribute  bring ; 

Let  angels  hear  the  notes  you  raise, 
And  strike  their  golden  harps  and  sing. 

2  Sing,  how  he  left  the  heavenly  throne, 
And  laid  his  splendid  robes  aside, 
Put  all  our  mortal  weakness  on, 

And  groan'd,  and  labour'd,  wept  and  died. 

3  Now  lift  your  songs  to  nobler  strains, 
High  let  your  ardent  passions  soar ; 
See,  where  the  great  Redeemer  reigns, 
And  all  the  hosts  of  heaven  adore. 

4  Again  he  comes — a  mighty  cloud 
Bears  him  in  sacred  triumph  down ; 
The  trumpet  sounds,  it  summons  loud, 
And  angels  shout  his  high  renown. 

5  From  realms  of  death,  beneath  the  ground, 
The  saints,  in  countless  millions,  rise ; 
While  seraphs  stand  admiring  round, 
And  view  the  change  with  vast  surprise. 

6  Hail,  mighty  Prince  ;  thy  kingdom  now, 
Thy  bliss  and  triumph  are  complete  ; 
To  thee  the  ransom'd  myriads  bow, 
And  lay  their  glories  at  thy  feet. 

342— P.  M.  7.  Hymn  101.  B.  2 

Redeeming  Love. 
1  "\JOW  begin  the  hea v;n!y  theme, 
-L^l    Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name ; 
Ye,  who  Jesus'  kindness  prove  ; 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 


HYMN  CCCXLIII.  509 

2  Ye,  who  see  the  Father's  grace, 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears, 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Ye,  alas !  who  long  have  been 
Willing  slaves  of  death  and  sin ; 
Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove, 
Stop,  and  taste  redeeming  love. 

5  Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppress'd ! 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest ! 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing,  but  redeeming  love. 

6  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring, 
Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string ; 
Mortals,  join  the  hosts  above — 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

343— L.  M.  Hymn  79.  B.  2. 

Seeking  rest  in  God. 

1  T>  ETURN,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest, 

XV  From  vain  pursuits,  and  madd'ningcaresj 
From  lonely  woes  that  wring  thy  breast, 
The  world's  allurements,  Satan's  snares. 

2  Return  unto  thy  rest,  my  soul, 

From  all  the  wand'rings  of  thy  thought ; 
From  sickness  unto  death  made  whole, 
Safe  through  a  thousand  perils  brought. 

3  Then  to  thy  rest,  my  soul,  return, 
From  passions,  ev'ry  hour  at  strife  ; 


510  HYMN  CCCXLIV,  CCCXLV. 

Sin's  works,  and  ways,  and  wages  spurn — 
Lay  hold  upon  eternal  life. 
4  God  is  thy  rest, — with  heart  inclin'd 
To  keep  his  word,  that  word  believe  ; 
Christ  is  thy  rest, — with  lowly  mind, 
His  light  and  easy  yoke  receive. 

344— P.  M.  8,  7,  4.  Hymn  94.  B.  2. 

The  Pilgrim's  Guide. 

1  /~1  UIDE  me,  Oh,  thou  great  Jehovah, 
VT  Pilgrim  thro'  this  barren  land ; 

I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty, 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand : 

Bread  of  Heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  thou  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow : 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 
Strong  Deliv'rer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  : 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 

Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 
Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

345— L.  P.  M.  Hymn  70.  B.  2. 

Confidence  in  the  Mediator. 
HEN  gath'ring  clouds  around  I  view, 
And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few, 
On  him  I  lean,  who,  not  in  vain, 
Experienc'd  ev'ry  human  pain  ; 
He'  feels  my  griefs,  he  sees  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 


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HYMN  CCCXLVI.  511 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heav'nly  wisdom's  narrow  way, 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  ill  I  would  not  do  ; 

Still  he,  who  felt  temptation's  pow'r, 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dang'rous  hour. 

3  When  vexing  thoughts  within  me  rise, 
And,  sore  dismay'd,  my  spirit  dies ; 
Then  he  who  once  vouchsaf  d  to  bear 
The  sick'ning  anguish  of  despair, 
Shall  sweetly  soothe,  shall  gently  dry, 
The  throbbing  heart,  the  streaming  eye. 

4  When  sorr'wing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend, 
And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile, 
Divides  me  for  a  little  while ; 

Thou,  Saviour,  seest  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Laz'rus  dead. 

5  And,  oh  !  when  I  have  safely  past 
Through  ev'ry  conflict  but  the  last, 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  bed  of  death — for  thou  hast  died ; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  endless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 

346— S.  M.  Hymn  75.  B.  2 

Confidence  and  Submission. 

1  /^1  IVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears ; 
vX  Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 

God  hears  thy  sighs  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time ;  so  shall  the  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 


512  HYMN  CCCXLVII. 

3  He  ev'ry  where  hath  sway, 

And  all  things  serve  his  might ; 
His  ev'ry  act  pure  blessing  is — 
His  path  unsullied  light. 

4  When  he  makes  bare  his  arm, 

What  shall  his  work  withstand  ? 

When  he  his  people's  cause  defends, 

Who,  who  shall  stay  his  hand  ? 

5  Leave  to  his  sov'reign  sway 

To  choose,  and  to  command ; 
With  wonder  fill'd,  thou  then  shalt  own 
How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand. 

6  Thou  comprehend'st  him  not, 

Yet  earth  and  heaven  tell, 
God  sits  as  Sov'reign  on  the  throne — 
He  ruleth  all  things  well. 

347— P.  M.  7.  Hymn  82.  B.  2. 

In  temptation  flying  to  Christ. 

1  TESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
«l  Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high ; 
Hide  me,  Oh,  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Lo  !  I,  helpless,  hang  on  thee : 
Leave,  Oh,  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
Thou  art  all  my  trust  and  aid, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing ! 


HYMN  CCCXLVIII.  513 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 

Boundless  love  in  thee  I  find : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name  ; 

I  am  all  unrighteousness, 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am  ; 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Let  me  feel  them  flow  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  : 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

348— C.  M.  Hymn  85.  B.  2. 

God  a  refuge. 
jEAR  refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 
For  thou  alone  caif  st  heal ; 

Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  ev'ry  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  0 !  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 
I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 

The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 
Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 

And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 

Tho'  prostrate  in  the  dust. 
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514  HYMN  CCCXLIX. 

349— P.  M.  7,  6.  Hymn  102.  B.  £ 

Divine  light  breaking  into  the  Sovl. 

1  O  OMETIMES  a  light  surprises 
O  The  Christian  while  he  sings  ; 
It  is  the  Lord  who  rises, 

With  healing  on  his  wings  j 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new : 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
Let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing, 

But  He  will  bear  us  through  j 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing, 

Will  clothe  his  people  too: 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens, 

No  creature  but  is  fed ; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens, 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Tho'  vine  nor  fig-tree  either, 

Their  wonted  fruit  should  bear, 
Tho'  all  the  fields  should  wither, 

Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there ; 
Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice  ,* 
For  while  in  him  confiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 


HYMN  CCCL,  CCCLI.  515 

350— CM.  Hymn  77.  B.  2. 

Hope  in  Trouble. 

1  TT7"HEN  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 

VV     And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
'Tis  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'Tis  not  that  murm'ring  thoughts  arise, 

And  dread  a  Father's  will ; 
'Tis  not  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still. 

3  It  is,  that  heav'n-born  faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 

4  It  is,  that  hope  with  ardour  glows, 

To  see  him  face  to  face, 
Whose  dying  love  no  language  knows, 
Sufficient  art  to  trace. 

5  It  is,  that  harass'd  conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin  ; 
And  sees,  though  far,  the  hand  that  heals, 
And  ends  the  strife  within. 

6  0  let  me  wing  my  hallo w'd  flight, 

From  earth-born  woe  and  care ; 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night, 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share. 

351— P.  M.  8,  7,  4.  Hymn  87.  B.  2. 

Hope  encouraged. 
MY  soul,  what  means  this  sadness  ? 
Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down? 
Let  thy  grief  be  turn'd  to  gladness  ; 
Bid  thy  restless  fears  begone  ; 

Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 


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516  HYMN  CCCLI1. 

2  What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations 

Vex  and  grieve  thee  day  by  day ; 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 
Often  fill  thee  with  dismay  ? 

Thou  shalt  conquer — 
Thro'  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 

3  Tho'  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 

From  without  and  from  within  ; 

Jesus  saith  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee ; 

But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin ; 

He  is  faithful 
To  perform  his  gracious  word. 

4  Tho'  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  tread'st  the  thorny  road ; 
His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee  ; 
Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God  ; 

Therefore  praise  him — 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

5  Oh,  that  I  could  now  adore  him, 

Like  the  heav'nly  hosts  above. 
Who  for  ever  bow  before  him, 
And  unceasing  sing  his  love ! 

Happy  songsters ! 
When  shall  I  your  chorus  join  ? 

352— P.  M.  7.  Hymn  86.  B.  2 

The  Christian  Pilgrim  encouraged. 

1  "piLGRIM,  burden'd  with  thy  sin, 
-L      Haste  to  Z ion's  gate  to-day  ; 
There,  till  mercy  let  thee  in, 

Knock,  and  weep,  and  watch,  and  pray. 

2  Knock — for  mercy  lends  an  ear , 

Weep — she  marks  the  sinner  s  sigh  j 
Watch — till  heav'nly  light  appear  ; 
Pray — she  hears  the  mourner's  cry. 


HYMN  CCCLIIL  CCCLIV.  517 

3  Mourning  Pilgrim  !  what  for  thee 

In  this  world  can  now  remain  1 
Seek  that  world  from  which  shall  flee 
Sorrow,  shame,  and  tears,  and  pain. 

4  Sorrow  shall  for  ever  fly; 

Shame  shall  never  enter  there  ; 
Tears  be  wip'd  from  ev'ry  eye  ; 
Pain  in  endless  bliss  expire. 

353— L.  M.  Hymn  135.  B.  1. 

The  Conflicts  of  Faith. 

1  TESUS,  our  soul's  delightful  choice, 
«l    In  thee  believing,  we  rejoice  ; 
Yet  still  our  joy  is  mix'd  with  grief, 
While  faith  contends  with  unbelief. 

2  Thy  promises  our  hearts  revive, 
And  keep  our  fainting  hopes  alive ; 
But  guilt  and  fears,  and  sorrows  rise, 
And  hide  the  promise  from  our  eyes. 

3  Do  thou  the  languid  spark  inflame, 
That  we  may  conquer  in  thy  name ; 
And  let  not  sin  and  Satan  boast, 
While  saints  lie  mourning  in  the  dust. 

4  Unequal  to  the  conflict,  Lord, 

Too  weak  to  wield  the  shield  or  sword, 
On  thine  almighty  arm  we  fall ; 
Be  thou  our  Jesus,  and  our  all. 

354— L.  M.  Hymn  136.  B.  1. 

The  Trials  of  Faith. 
1  T  PRAY'D  the  Lord,  that  I  might  grow 
-L    In  faith,  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace  j 
Might  more  of  his  salvation  know, 
And  seek  more  earnestly  his  face. 


518  HYMN  CCCLV. 

2  'Twas  he,  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 
And  he,  I  trust,  has  answer'd  prayer  j 
But  answer  came  in  such  a  way, 

As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

3  I  hop'd  that  in  some  favour'd  hour, 
At  once  he*d  grant  me  my  request ; 
And  by  his  love*s  constraining  pow'r 
Subdue  my  sins  and  give  me  rest. 

4  Instead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 
The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart ; 
And  let  the  angry  pow"rs  of  hell, 
Assault  my  soul  in  ev'ry  part. 

5  Yea,  more ;  with  his  own  hand,  he  seem'd 
Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe  ; 

Cross"d  all  the  fair  designs  I  schem'd, 
Blasted  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 

6  "  Lord,  why  is  this  V  I  trembling  cried, 
"  Wilt  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death  !" 
"  'Tis  in  this  way,''  the  Lord  replied, 

"  I  answer  prayer  for  grace  and  faith  : 

7  "  These  inward  trials  I  employ, 

"  From  self  and  pride  to  set  thee  free; 
"  And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy, 
"  That  thou  mayest  seek  thine  all  in  me." 

355— S.  M.  Hymn  81.  B  2 

Conflict  between  Sin  and  Grace. 
WOULD,  but  cannot  sing, 
would,  but  cannot  pray  ; 
For  Satan  meets  me  when  I  try, 

And  frights  my  soul  away. 
I  would,  but  can't  repent, 

Though  I  endeavour  oft  ; 
This  stony  heart  can  ne'er  relent, 
Till  Jesus  makes  it  soft. 


I? 


HYMN  CCCLVI.  519 

3  I  would,  but  cannot  love, 

Though  woo'd  by  love  divine ; 
No  arguments  have  pow'r  to  move 
A  soul  so  base  as  mine. 

4  I  would,  but  cannot  rest 

In  God's  most  holy  will ; 
I  know  what  he  appoints  is  best, 
Yet  murmur  at  it  still. 

5  0  could  I  but  believe  ! 

Then  all  would  easy  be  ; 
I  would,  but  cannot — Lord,  relieve, 
My  help  must  come  from  thee  1 

6  But  if  indeed  I  would, 

Though  I  can  nothing  do  ; 
Yet  the  desire  is  something  good, 
For  which  my  praise  is  due. 

7  By  nature  prone  to  ill, 

Till  thine  appointed  hour  ; 
I  was  as  destitute  of  will 
As  now  I  am  of  pow'r. 

8  Wilt  thou  not  crown  at  length 

The  work  thou  hast  begun, 
And  with  a  will  afford  me  strength, 
In  all  thy  ways  to  run  1 

356— C.  M.  Hymn  83.  B.  2. 

In  distress  pleading  with  God. 
|H,  that  I  knew  the  secret  place, 
Where  I  might  find  my  God ! 
I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 

And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 
I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise, 

What  sorrows  1  sustain  ; 
How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 


O1 


530  HYMN  CCCLVII. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 

To  wrestle  with  my  God  ; 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bones  ; 
He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

5  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 

And  banish  ev'ry  fear ; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 

357— P.  M.  7.  Hymn  84.  B.  » 

In  Darkness. 

1  /~\NCE  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 
v_/  Firmly  fix'd,  no  more  to  move  ; 
Then  my  Saviour  was  my  song, 

Then  my  soul  was  fill'd  with  love  j 
Those  were  happy,  golden  days, 
Sweetly  spent  in  pray'r  and  praise. 

2  Little,  then,  myself  I  knew, 

Little  thought  of  Satan's  pow'r  ; 
Now  I  feel  my  sins  anew  ; 

Now  I  feel  the  stormy  hour  ! 
Sin  has  put  my  joys  to  flight ; 
Sin  has  turn'd  my  day  to  night. 

3  Saviour,  shine  and  cheer  my  soul, 

Bid  my  dying  hopes  revive  ; 
Make  my  wounded  spirit  whole, 

Far  away  the  tempter  drive ; 
Speak  the  word  and  set  me  free, 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee 


HYMN  CCCLVIII,  CCCLIX.  521 

358— L.  M.  Hymn  80.  B.  2. 

Indwelling  Sin. 

1  TTTHAT  jarring  natures  dwell  within- 

VV     Imperfect  grace,  remaining  sin! 
Not  this  can  reign,  nor  that  prevail, 
Tho'  each  by  turns  my  heart  assail. 

2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die  ; 
Now  raise  my  songs  of  triumph  high ; 
Sing  a  rebellious  passion  slain, 

Or  mourn  to  feel  it  live  again. 

3  One  happy  hour  beholds  me  rise, 
Borne  upwards  to  my  native  skies  : 
When  faith  assists  my  soaring  flight, 
To  realms  of  joy,  and  worlds  of  light. 

4  Scarce  a  few  hours  or  minutes  roll, 
Ere  earth  reclaims  my  captive  soul ; 
I  feel  its  sympathetic  force, 

And  headlong  urge  my  downward  course. 

5  How  short  the  joys  thy  visits  give  ! 
How  long  thine  absence,  Lord,  I  grieve  ! 
What  clouds  obscure  my  rising  sun, 

Or  interrupt  its  ray*  at  noon  ! 

6  Great  God,  assist  me  through  the  fight, 
Make  me  to  triumph  in  thy  might ; 
Thou  the  desponding  heart  canst  raise, 
The  vict'ry  mine,  and  thine  the  praise. 

359— S.  M.  Hymn  73.  B.  2. 

Holy  mourning  for  sin. 
1   "TVlD  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  ? 
JLJ  And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  ev'ry  eye. 


522  HYMN  CCCLX. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 

Angels  with  wonder  see ! 
Be  thou  astonish'd,  0  my  soul, 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept,  that  we  might  weep  ; 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear : 
In  heav'n  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

360— L.  M.  Hymn  88.  B.  3 

Darkness  removed. 

1  TTrHEN  darkness  long  has  veil'd  my  minci 

VV     And  smiling  day  once  more  appears, 
Then,  my  Redeemer  !  then  I  rind 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  I  chide  my  unbelieving  heart ; 
And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 

Or  harbour  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 

3  0,  let  me  then,  at  length,  be  taught 
(What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn,) 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ; 
But  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet, — 
Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But,  0  my  Lord,  one  look  from  thee 
Subdues  the  disobedient  will ; 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  worm  is  still. 

6  Thou  art  as  ready  to  forgive, 
As  I  am  ready  to  repine  ; 

Thou,  therefore,  all  the  praise  receive ; 
Be  shame  and  self-abhorrence  mine. 


HYMN  CCCLXL  CCCLXII.  523 

361— S.  M.  Hymn  99.  B.  2. 

Weak  believers  comforted. 

1  TTOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

JL     Down  from  the  willows  take ; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 
And  nearer  to  our  home  above, 
We  ev'ry  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will,  to  the  end, 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine  : 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  com©, 
Shall  quench  the  love  divine. 

4  When  we  in  darkness  walk, 

Nor  feel  the  heav'nly  flame ; 
Then  is  the  time  to  trust  our  God, 
And  rest  upon  his  name. 

5  Soon  shall  our  doubts,  and  fears, 

Subside  at  his  control ; 
His  loving  kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

6  Bless'd  is  the  man.  O  God, 

That  stays  himself  on  thee  ! 
Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

362— C.  M.  Hymn  177.  Add. 

Submission  and  Hope. 
1     A  FFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep, 
-ZjL  Where  wave  resounds  to  wave ; 
Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  roll, 
I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 


524  HYMN  CCCLXIIT. 

2  The  hand  that  now  withholds  my  joys, 

Can  reinstate  my  peace  ; 
And  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar, 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

3  In  the  dark  watches  of  the  night, 

I'll  count  his  mercies  o'er  ; 
I'll  praise  him  for  ten  thousand  past, 
And  humbly  sue  for  more. 

4  When  darkness  and  when  sorrow  rose, 

And  press'd  on  every  side  ; 
The  Lord  has  still  sustain'd  my  steps, 
And  still  has  been  my  Guide. 

5  Here  will  I  rest,  and  build  my  hopes, 

Nor  murmur  at  his  rod ; 
He's  more  than  all  the  world  to  me. 
My  Health,  my  Life,  my  God ! 

363— L.  M.  Hymn  176.  Add 

Affliction  Sanctified. 

1  A  MIDST  these  various  scenes  of  ills, 
J\.  Each  stroke  some  kind  design  fulfils ; 
And  shall  I  murmur  at  my  God, 

When  sovereign  love  directs  the  rod  ; 

2  Peace,  rebel  thoughts  !  I'll  not  complain, 
My  Father's  smiles  suspend  my  pain ; 
Smiles,  that  a  thousand  joys  impart, 
And  pour  the  balm  that  heals  the  smart. 

3  Though  Heaven  afflicts,  I'll  not  repine, 
Each  heartfelt  comfort  still  is  mine  ; 
Comforts  that  shall  o'er  death  prevail, 
And  journey  with  me  through  the  vale. 

4  Lord  Jesus,  smoothe  that  rugged  way, 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day, 
To  milder  skies  and  brighter  plains, 
Where  everlasting  sunshine  reigns. 


HYMN  CCCLXIV.  521 

364— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  175.  Add. 

In  Darkness. 

1  T  MOURN  the  hidings  of  thy  face, 
-L  The  absence  of  that  smile, 

That  sweetly  fill'd  a  throne  of  grace, 
And  gave  my  heart  a  resting  place, 
From  earthly  care  and  toil. 

2  How  sad  and  desolate  the  night ! 

How  gloomy  is  the  day? 
Nature  no  more  can  charm  the  sight, 
Afford  one  comfort  or  delight, 

Without  thy  cheering  ray. 

3  Oft  in  the  lone  and  silent  hour 

I  tell  my  tale  of  grief; 
In  tears  of  tenderness  implore, 
The  presence  of  thy  healing  power, 

But  tears  bring  no  relief. 

4  'Tis  sin  that  separates  from  thee 

This  poor  benighted  soul ; 
My  folly  and  my  guilt  I  see, 
Ar  d  now  upon  the  bended  knee, 

Submit  to  thy  control. 

5  Up  to  the  place  of  thine  abode, 

I  lift  my  darken'd  eye  : 
To  thee,  0  bleeding  Lamb  of  God, 
Whence  all  the  springs  of  life  have  flow'd, 

To  thee,  I  raise  my  cry. 

6  O,  wilt  thou  lend  a  list'ning  ear, 

And  answer  my  request : 
Forgive  and  wipe  the  falling  tear, 
And  with  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer, 

And  set  my  heart  at  rest. 


526  HYMN  CCCLXV. 

365— C.  M.  Hymn  134  B.  1 

Wandering  deplored. 


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FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavnly  frame  ; 
And  light  to  shine  upon  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! 


2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 

When  first  I  sought  the  Lord? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoy'd! 

How  sweet  their  menrry  still ! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  0  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 
I  hate  the  sins,  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be  ; 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  the  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God. 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


HYMN  CCCLXVI,  CCCLXVII.  527 

366— L.  M.  Hymn  169.  Add. 

Mourning  over  Sin. 

1  QEE  a  poor  sinner,  gracious  Lord, 

O   Whose  soul,  encouraged  by  thy  word, 
At  mercy's  footstool  would  remain, 
And  there  would  look,  and  look  again. 

2  How  oft,  deceived  by  self  and  pride, 
Has  my  fond  heart  been  turn'd  aside  ; 
And,  Jonah-like,  has  fled  from  thee, 
Till  thou  hast  look'd  again  on  me. 

3  Ah,  bring  a  wretched  wanderer  home, 
And  to  thy  footstool  let  me  come, 
And  tell  thee  all  my  grief  and  pain, 
And  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

4  Take  courage,  then,  my  trembling  soul, 

One  look  from  Christ  will  make  thee  whole ; 
Trust  thou  in  him,  'tis  not  in  vain, 
But  wait,  and  look,  and  look  again. 

5  Look  to  the  Lord,  his  word,  his  throne  ; 
Look  to  his  strength  and  not  thine  own ; 
There  wait  and  look,  and  look  again, 
Thou  shalt  not  wait,  nor  look  in  vain. 

367— C.  L.  M.  Hymn  167.  Add. 

Faith  struggling. 

1  (~\     LET  my  trembling  soul  be  still, 
V_/j   While  darkness  veils  the  sky, 
And  wait  thy  wise,  thy  holy  will, 

Wrapt  yet  in  mystery  ; 
I  cannot,  Lord,  thy  purpose  see, 
But  all  is  well,  since  ruled  by  thee 


528         HYMN  CCCLXVIII,  CCCLXIX. 

2  Thus,  trusting  in  thy  love,  I  tread 
The  path  of  duty  on ; 
What  though  some  cherish'd  joys  are  fled, 

Some  flatt'ring  dreams  are  gone  ? 
Yet  purer,  brighter  joys  remain, 
Why  should  my  spirit  then  complain? 

368— L.  M.  Hymn  72.  B.  2. 

Hatred  of  Sin. 

1  (~\K,  could  I  find  some  peaceful  bow'r, 
V_y   Where  sin  has  neither  place  nor  pow'rj 
This  traitor  vile  I  fain  would  shun, 

But  cannot  from  his  presence  run. 

2  When  to  the  throne  of  grace  I  flee, 
He  stands  between  my  God  and  me  j 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest, 

I  feel  him  working  in  my  breast. 

3  When  I  attempt  to  soar  above, 

To  view  the  heights  of  Jesus'  love  ; 
This  monster  seems  to  mount  the  skies, 
And  veils  his  glory  from  my  eyes. 

4  Lord,  free  me  from  this  deadly  foe. 
Which  keeps  my  faith  and  hope  so  low ; 
I  long  to  dwell  in  heav'n  my  home, 
Where  not  one  sinful  thought  can  come. 

369— L.  M.  Hymn  170.  Add. 

Inconstancy  lamented. 

1  AH!  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart, 
JLx.  That  can  from  Jesus  thus  depart ; 
Thus  fond  of  trifles  vainly  rove, 
Forgetful  of  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  In  vain  I  charge  my  thoughts  to  stay, 
And  chide  each  vanity  away  ; 

In  vain,  alas  !  resolve  to  bind 

This  rebel  heart,  this  wand'ring  mind. 


HYMN  CCCLXX.  539 

3  Through  all  resolves,  how  soon  it  flies, 
And  mocks  the  weak,  the  slender  ties ; 
There's  nought  beneath  a  power  divine, 
That  can  this  roving  heart  confine. 

4  Jesus,  to  thee  I  would  return. 
And  at  thy  feet  repenting  mourn  ; 
There  let  me  view  thy  pard'ning  love, 
And  never  from  thy  sight  remove. 

5  O,  let  thy  love,  with  sweet  control, 
Bind  all  the  passions  of  my  soul ; 
Bid  every  vanity  depart, 

And  dwell  for  ever  in  my  heart. 

370— C.  M.  Hymn  171.  Add 

Recovered  Wanderer. 
OW  oft,  alas!  this  wretched  heart 


1H' 


How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word. 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  cries,  "  Return  ;" 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn ; 
O,  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou,  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  guilt  remove  ? 
And  shall  a  pardoivd  rebel  live, 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  1 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power, 

How  glorious,  how  divine, 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pard'ning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore  ; 
O  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 
S3 


530  HYMN  CCCLXXI,  CCCLXXII. 

371— 8s.  Hymn  172.  Add. 

Returning  Backsliders. 

1  r\  SHEPHERD  of  Israel,  divine ! 

v_y   Too  far  from  thy  fold  I  have  stray'd ; 
What  hand  can  restore  me  but  thine, 
Thus  wounded,  cast  down,  and  dismay'd  ? 
My  soul  would  look  upward  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate,  111  cry  from  the  dust ; 
No  other  salvation  I  see, 
In  no  other  name  will  I  trust. 

2  Thou,  thou  art  my  strength  and  my  shield, 
Henceforth  in  thy  arm  I'll  confide ; 

The  weapons  alone  I  will  wield, 
Thy  wisdom  and  mercy  provide : 
Salvation  belongs  to  the  Lord, 
Deliv'rance  must  come  from  his  hand  j 

0  !  who  would  not  trust  in  his  word, 
Acknowledge  his  right  to  command  ? 

3  0  Shepherd  of  Israel,  divine, 
Thy  life-giving  presence  I  feel; 

Let  the  light  of  thy  countenance  shine, 
Thine  arm  now  in  mercy  reveal: 
For  strength  and  deliv'rance  I  wait; 
On  thee  in  my  trouble  I  call, 
My  sinful  backslidings  I  hate, 
Uphold  me,  dear  Lord,  or  I  fall. 

372— L.  P.  M.  Hymn  173.  Add 

Returning  Backslider. 
1   TT7EARY  of  wand'ring  from  my  God, 
VV     And  now  made  willing  to  return, 

1  hear,  and  bow  beneath  the  rod  ; 
To  him  with  penitence  I  mourn. 
I  have  an  Advocate  above. 

A  Friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 


HYMN  CCCLXXIII.  531 

2  0,  Jesus,  full  of  pard'ning  grace ; 
More  full  of  grace  than  I  of  guilt; 
Yet  once  again  I  seek  thy  face, 

Whose  precious  blood  for  man  was  spill'dj 
0,  freely  my  backslid ings  heal, 
And  love  the  dying  sinner  still. 

3  Now  give  me,  Lord,  the  tender  heart, 
That  trembles  at  tlv  approach  of  sin, 
A  godly  fear  to  me  impart ; 
Implant  and  root  it  deep  within, 
That  I  may  know  thy  sov'reign  power, 
And  never  dare  offend  thee  more. 


373— L.  M.  Hymn  174.  Add. 

The  Backslider's  Prayer. 

1  f~\    TURN,  great  Ruler  of  the  skies, 

\~J  9    Turn  from  my  sin  thy  searching  eyes, 
Nor  let  th'  offences  of  my  hand 
Within  thy  book  recorded  stand. 

2  Give  me  a  will  to  thine  subdued, 
A  conscience  pure,  a  soul  renew'd  ; 
Nor  let  me,  wrapt  in  endless  gloom, 
An  outcast  from  thy  presence  roam. 

3  0  let  thy  Spirit  to  my  heart 

Once  more  his  quickning  aid  impart, 

My  mind  from  ev'ry  fear  release, 

And  soothe  my  troubled  thoughts  to  peace. 

4  So  shall  the  souls,  whom  error's  sway 
Has  urged  from  thee,  blest  Lord,  to  stray, 
From  me  thy  heav'nly  precepts  learn, 
And,  humbled,  to  their  God  return. 


532  CCCLXXIV,  CCCLXXV. 

374— 7s  5s.  Hymn  168.  Add 

The  tried  one  encouraged. 

1  /~1  HILD  of  sorrow,  child  of  care, 

\J   Wouldst  thou  learn  thy  griefs  to  bear, 
And  escape  from  every  snare  ? 

Trust  in  God  alone  : 
Human  strength  is  weak  and  vain, 
Sin  will  oft  its  power  regain ; 
Humbly  ask,  and  help  obtain, 

From  thy  Father's  throne. 

2  Knowest  thou  in  this  vale  of  tears, 
Gloomy  doubts,  distracting  fears, 
Painful  months,  and  sorrowing  years  ? 

To  the  Saviour  fly. 
He  that  drank  the  bitter  cup, 
Bids  thee  in  his  mercy  hope  ; 
Let  thy  prayer  be  lifted  up 

To  his  throne  on  high. 

375_C.  M.  Hymn  178.  Add 

Inconstancy  Lamented. 

1  TT7HY  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 

VV     My  God,  my  chief  delight? 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more  by  day 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night  1 

2  Why  should  my  foolish  passions  rove  ? 

Where  can  such  sweetness  be 
As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love, 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  ? 

3  When  my  forgetful  soul  renews 

The  savour  of  thy  grace, 
My  heart  presumes  I  cannot  lose 
The  relish  all  my  days. 


HYMN  CCCLXXVI.  533 

4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  pass'd, 

The  flatt*ring  world  employs 
Some  sensual  bait  to  win  my  taste, 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 

5  Then  I  repent  and  vex  my  soul, 

That  I  should  leave  thee  so  : 
Where  will  those  wild  affections  roll, 
That  let  a  Saviour  go  ? 

6  Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus, 

In  chase  of  false  delight ! 

Let  me  be  fastened  to  thy  cross 

Rather  than  lose  thy  sight. 

376— 8s  7s.  Hymn  158.  Add. 

The  Lord  is  my  Helper. 

1  /^VFT  as  I  look  upon  the  road 

y.J  That  leads  to  yonder  bless'd  abode, 

I  feel  distress:d  and  fearful ; 
So  many  foes  the  passage  throng, 
I  am  so  weak,  and  they  so  strong, 

How  can  my  soul  be  cheerful  1 

2  But  when  I  think  of  him  whose  power 
Can  save  me  in  a  trying  hour, 

And  place  on  him  reliance  ; 
My  soul  is  then  ashamed  of  fear, 
And,  though  ten  thousand  foes  appear, 

I  bid  them  all  defiance. 

3  The  dangerous  road  I  then  pursue, 
And  keep  the  glorious  prize  in  view ; 

With  joyful  hope  elated  ; 
Strong  in  the  Lord,  in  him  alone, 
Where  he  conducts  I  follow  on 

With  ardour  unabated. 


834      HYMN  CCCLXXVII,  CCCLXXVIII. 

4  0  Lord,  each  day  renew  my  strength 
And  let  me  see  thy  face  at  length, 

With  all  thy  people  yonder  : 
With  them  in  heaven  thy  love  declare, 
And  sing  thy  praise  for  ever  there, 

With  gratitude  and  wonder. 

3  7  7— C.  M.  Hymn  1 1 3.  B.  1. 

Complaint  and  hope  in  Sickness. 

1  T    ORD,  I  am  pain'd ;  but  I  resign 
-Li  My  body  to  thy  will : 

'Tis  grace,  'tis  wisdom  all  divine, 
Appoints  the  pains  I  feel. 

2  Dark  are  thy  ways  of  providence, 

While  they,  who  love  thee,  groan  : 
Thy  reasons  lie  conceal'd  from  sense, 
Mysterious  and  unknown. 

3  Yet  nature  may  have  leave  to  speak, 

And  plead  before  her  God, 
Lest  the  o'erburden'd  heart  should  break 
Beneath  thy  heavy  rod. 

4  These  mournful  groans  and  flowing  tears 

Give  my  poor  spirit  ease  : 
While  ev'ry  groan  my  Father  hears, 
And  ev'ry  tear  he  sees. 

5  Is  not  some  smiling  hour  at  hand, 

With  health  upon  its  wings  ? 
Give  it,  O  God,  thy  swift  command, 
With  all  the  joys  it  brings. 

378— S.  M.  Hymn  159.  Add. 

Affliction  Blessed. 
1   T_T  OW  tender  is  thy  hand, 
XI   0  thou  beloved  Lord  ! 
Afflictions  come  at  thy  command, 
And  leave  us  at  thy  word. 


HYMN  CCCLXXIX.  535 

2  How  gentle  was  the  rod 
That  chasten'd  us  for  sin. 

How  soon  we  found  a  smiling  God 
Where  deep  distress  had  been. 

3  A  Father's  hand  we  felt, 

A  Father's  heart  we  knew  ; 
With  tears  of  penitence  we  knelt, 
And  found  his  word  was  true. 

4  We  told  him  all  our  grief; 
We  thought  of  Jesus'  love ; 

A  sense  of  pardon  brought  relief^ 
And  bade  our  pangs  remove. 

5  Now  we  will  bless  the  Lord, 
And  in  his  strength  confide  : 

For  ever  be  his  name  adored, 
For  there  is  none  beside. 

379— lis.  Hymn  160.  Add. 

Longing  for  Rest. 

1  T  AM  weary  of  straying — O  fain  would  I  rest, 
X  In  the  far  distant  land  of  the  pure  and  the  blest, 
Where  sin  can  no  more  her  blandishments  spread, 
And  tears  and  temptations  for  ever  have  fled. 

2  I  am  weary  of  hoping — where  the  hope  is  untrue, 
As  fair,  but  as  fleeting,  as  morning's  bright  dew : 
I  long  for  that  land,  whose  blest  promise  alone 
Is  changeless,  and  sure,  as  Eternity's  throne. 

3  I  am  weary  of  sighing  o'er  sorrows  of  earth, 
O'er  joy's  glowing  visions,  that  fade  at  their  birth; 
O'er  the  pangs  of  the  loved,  which  we  cannot 

assuage, 
O'er  the  blightings  of  youth,  and  the  weakness  of 
age. 


536  HYMN  CCCLXXX. 

4  I  am  weary  of  loving  what  passes  away— 
The  sweetest,  the  dearest,  alas  !  may  not  stay ; 

I  long  for  that  land,  where  these  partings  are 

o'er, 
And  death  and  the  tomb  can  divide  hearts  no 

more. 

5  I  am  weary,  my  Saviour  of  grieving  thy  love ; 
O,  when  shall  I  rest  in  thy  presence  above  ? 

I  am  weary — but  O,  let  me  never  repine, 
While  thy  word,  and  thy  love,  and  thy  promise 
are  mine. 


380— C.  M.  Hymn  161.  Add 

Christian  Submission. 


l0 


LORD,  my  best  desires  fulfil, 
And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 


2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command  1 

Thy  love  forbids  my  fears ; 
Why  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee  ; 
Thou  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Thy  favour,  all  my  journey  through, 

Shall  be  my  rich  supply ; 
What  more  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
Let  wisdom  still  deny. 


HYMN  CCCLXXXI,  CCCLXXXII.       537 

381— 7s.  Hymn  162.  Add. 

Strength  promised. 

1  "TTTAIT,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord, 

VV     To  his  gracious  promise  flee, 
Laying  hold  upon  this  word, 
"As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

2  If  the  sorrows  of  thy  case 
Seem  peculiar  still  to  thee, 

God  has  promised  needful  grace — 
"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

3  Days  of  trial,  days  of  grief, 

In  succession  thou  may  est  see ; 
This  is  still  thy  sweet  relief — 
"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be," 

4  Rock  of  Ages,  I'm  secure, 
With  thy  promise,  full  and  free, 
Faithful,  positive  and  sure  ; 

';  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

382— S.  M.  Hymn  163.  Add. 

Confiding. 

1  TN  thee,  O  Lord,  I  trust, 
X  My  hope  is  in  thy  name  ; 

In  righteousness,  deliver  me, 
Nor  put  my  soul  to  shame. 

2  From  heaven  bow  down  thine  ear, 
My  cause  in  mercy  plead : 

My  Rock,  my  Fortress,  my  Defence, 
Vouchsafe  my  soul  to  lead. 

3  From  every  snare  preserve, 
From  every  foe  defend  : 

For  thy  name's  sake,  O  God,  my  Strength, 
Divine  protection  send. 
23* 


538  HYMN  CCCLXXXIII. 

4  Into  thy  hands,  O  Lord, 
My  spirit  I  commend, 

Thou  hast  redeem'd  me,  God  of  truth, 
In  death  be  thou  my,  friend. 

5  I  will  be  glad  and  praise, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice  ; 

In  sorrow  thou  hast  known  my  sou), 
And  heard  my  suppliant  voice. 

383—89.  Hymn  164.  Add. 

The  Christians  Portion. 

1  npHE  Lord  is  my  Strength,  and  my  Song, 
JL    The  Lord  is  my  Life,  and  my  Light, 

His  praises  shall  dwell  on  my  tongue. 
Though  plunged  in  the  darkness  of  night: 
Temptations  and  trials  must  come, 
Chastisements,  afflictions  severe  ; 
Yet  these  shall  but  hasten  me  home, 
And  bid  me  in  glory  appear. 

2  My  spirit  is  burden'd  with  grief, 
And  fainting  with  sorrow  and  care, 
To  Jesus  I'll  fly  for  relief, 

I'll  seek  for  deliverance  there: 
How  tender  and  gracious  thou  art, 
My  Saviour,  my  Shepherd,  my  Friend, 
Still  rule  in  this  desolate  heart, 
Preserve  me,  through  grace,  to  the  end. 

3  Yes,  thou  art  my  Strength,  and  my  Song, 
The  Guide  of  my  pilgrimage  here; 
And  though  tribulation  be  strong, 

Thy  love  can  preserve  me  from  fear  : 
Still,  still  let  me  lean  on  thy  breast, 
And  pour  out  my  sorrows  to  thee, 
For  there  shall  my  spirit  And  rest, 
Thy  presence  is  heaven  to  me. 


HYMN  CCCLXXXIV,  CCCLXXXV.      539 

384— 8s  7s.  Hymn  165.  Add. 

Submission. 

1  TESUS,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding, 
«J    O'er  the  spoils  that  death  has  won, 
We  would,  at  this  solemn  meeting, 

Calmly  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

2  Though  cast  down,  we're  not  forsaken, 

Though  afflicted,  not  alone  ; 
Thou  didst  give,  and  thou  hast  taken, 
Blessed  Lord,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

3  Fill  us  now  with  deep  contrition, 

Take  away  these  hearts  of  stone, 

And  may  all,  with  true  submission, 

Meekly  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

4  Though  to-day  we're  fill'd  with  mourning, 

Mercy  still  is  on  the  throne ; 
With  thy  smiles  of  love  returning, 
We  can  sing,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

5  By  thy  hands  the  boon  was  given, 

Thou  hast  taken  but  thine  own ; 

Lord  of  earth,  and  God  of  heaven, 

Evermore,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

385— C.  M.  Hymn  166.  Ado. 

Devout  Gratitude. 

1  "TTTHO  can  have  greater  cause  to  sing, 

VV     Who  greater  cause  to  bless, 
Than  we,  the  children  of  a  King, 
Than  we,  who  Christ  possess  ? 

2  We  late  were  Satan's  captives  led, 

And  hell  had  been  our  end, 
Hadst  thou  not  for  our  pardon  bled— 
The  sinner's  only  Friend. 


540  HYMN  CCCLXXXVI. 

3  For  this  we  will  employ  our  tongue, 

Nor  shall  our  praises  cease ; 
We  evermore  will  sing  that  song, 
"  The  Lord,  our  righteousness." 

4  No  other  God  we  know  but  thee, 

None  else  did  us  create  j 
Thy  glory  may  we  ever  be, 

0  holy  Advocate. 

5  We  daily  prove  thee  still  the  same, 

Whene'er  our  need  we  see ; 
Thou  bearest  still  a  Saviour's  name, 
Our  Saviour  thou  shalt  be. 

6  Nor  law,  nor  sin,  nor  hell,  nor  death, 

Shall  us  from  thee  divide, 
Strongly  we  hold  that  precious  faith, 
For  us  our  Saviour  died. 

386— P.  M.  6,  8!  Hymn  74.  R  2. 

Spiritual  Peace. 

1  /^lOME,  heav'nly  peace  of  mind, 
V>   I  sigh  for  thy  return ; 

1  seek,  but  cannot  find 

The  joys  for  which  I  mourn ; 
Ah !  where's  the  Saviour  now, 

Whose  smiles  I  once  possess'd  1 
Till  he  return,  1  bow, 

By  heaviest  grief  oppress'd  ; 
My  days  of  happiness  are  gone, 
And  I  am  left  to  weep  alone. 

2  I  tried  each  earthly  charm — 

In  pleasure's  haunts  I  stray'd— 
I  sought  its  soothing  balm — 

I  ask'd  the  world  its  aid  ; 
But  ah !  no  balm  it  had 

To  heal  a  wounded  breast^ 


HYMN  CCCLXXXVII.  541 

And  I,  forlorn  and  sad, 

Must  seek  another  rest ; 
My  days  of  happiness  are  gone, 
And  I  am  left  to  weep  alone. 

3  Where  can  the  mourner  go, 

And  tell  his  tale  of  grief? 
Ah !  who  can  soothe  his  woe, 

And  give  him  sweet  relief? 
Thou,  Jesus !  canst  impart, 

By  thy  long-wish'd  return, 
Ease  to  this  wounded  heart, 

And  bid  me  cease  to  mourn ; 
Then  shall  this  night  of  sorrow  flee, 
And  I  rejoice,  my  Lord,  in  thee. 


Graces  and  Duties. 
Love  to  Christ. 


H 


387— C.  M.  Hymn  71.  B.  2. 

Love  to  God. 

APPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 
Where  love  inspires  the  breast : 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

Knowledge,  alas!  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 

If  love  be  absent  there. 

'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move  ; 
The  devils  know,  and  tremble  too; 

But  Satan  cannot  love. 


542    HYMN  CCCLXXXVIII,  CCCLXXXIX. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

5  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 

388— S.  M.  Hymn  121.  Add. 

Christian  Love. 

1  T   OVE  is  the  fountain,  whence 
JLi  All  true  obedience  flows ; 

The  Christian  serves  the  God  he  loves, 
And  loves  the  God  he  knows. 

2  He  treads  the  heavenly  road, 

And  neither  faints  nor  tires ; 
That  generous  love  which  warms  his  breast 
With  fortitude  inspires. 

3  No  burden  seems  so  great, 

No  task  so  hard  appears, 
But  this  he  cheerfully  performs, 
And  that  he  meekly  bears. 

4  May  love — that  shining  grace — 

O'er  all  my  powers  preside  ; 
Direct  my  thoughts,  suggest  my  words, 
And  every  action  guide. 

389— C.  M.  Hymn  122.  Add 

Love  to  Christ. 
1   "PVO  not  I  love  thee,  0  my  Lord? 
J-J   Behold  my  heart  and  see  ; 
And  cast  each  worthless  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 


HYMN  CCCXC.  54? 

2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  my  attentive  ear? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  1 

3  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  soul  1 

Then  let  me  nothing  love  : 

Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 

When  Jesus  cannot  move. 

4  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  1 
Hast  thou  a  foe  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

5  Could  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honour  of  thy  name  1 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  th'  immortal  flame? 

6  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord, 

But  0,  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

390— C.  M.  Hymn  123.  Add, 

Clinging  to   Christ. 

1  f  1^0  whom,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  go, 

JL    If  I  depart  from  thee  ? 
My  Guide  through  all  this  vale  of  wo, 
And  more  than  all  to  *ne. 

2  The  world  reject  thy  gentle  reign, 

And  pay  thy  death  with  scorn  ; 
Oh,  they  could  plat  thy  crown  again, 
And  sharpen  every  thorn. 

3  But  I  have  felt  thy  dying  love 

Breathe  gently  through  my  heart, 
To  whisper  hope  of  joys  above ; 
And  can  we  ever  part? 


544  HYMN  CCCXCI,  CCCXCII. 

4  Ah,  no  !  with  thee  I'll  walk  below, 
My  journey  to  the  grave  ; 
To  whom,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  go, 
When  only  thou  canst  savf». 

391— L.  M.  Hymn  124.  Add. 

Love. 

1  "YTES,  I  would  love  thee,  blessed  God, 

JL     Paternal  goodness  marks  thy  name  ; 
Thy  praises,  through  thy  high  abode, 
The  heavenly  hosts  with  joy  proclaim. 

2  Freely  thou  gav'st  thy  dearest  Son, 
For  man,  to  suffer,  bleed,  and  die  : 
And  bidd'st  me,  as  a  wretch  undone, 
For  all  I  want  on  him  rely. 

3  In  him  thy  reconciled  face, 
With  joy  unspeakable  I  see, 

And  feel  thy  powerful,  wondrous  grace, 
Draw  and  unite  my  soul  to  thee. 

4  Whene'er  my  foolish,  wandering  heart, 
Attracted  by  a  creature's  power, 
Would  from  this  blissful  centre  start, 
Lord,  fix  it  there,  to  stray  no  more. 

392— 8s.  Hymn  125.  Add. 

Longing  for  Christ. 

1  TTOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
XI  When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see ! 
The  woodlands,  the  fields,  and  the  flowers, 
Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  to  me. 
His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 
And  softer  than  music  his  voice ; 
His  presence  can  banish  my  gloom, 
And  bid  all  within  me  rejoice. 


HYMN  CCCXCIII.  545 

2  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 
My  all  to  his  pleasure  resign'd, 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 
Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind ; 
While  blest  with  the  sense  of  his  love, 
A  palace  a  toy  would  appear ; 

And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 
If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

3  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 
If  thou  art  my  Sun  and  my  Song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 
And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 

0  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 
Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore  ; 
Or  take  me  up  to  thee,  on  high, 
Where  winter  and  cloud  are  no  more. 

393— L.  M  Hymn  126.  Add. 

Chrisfs  Love. 

1  TESUS,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 

«J    No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare  j 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

2  Thy  love,  how  cheering  is  its  ray; 
All  pain  before  its  presence  flies : 
Care,  anguish,  sorrow,  melt  away, 
Where'er  its  healing  beams  arise. 

3  0  let  thy  love  my  soul  inflame, 
And  to  thy  service  sweetly  bind  ; 
Transfuse  it  through  my  inmost  frame, 
And  mould  me  wholly  to  thy  mind. 

4  Thy  love  in  sufferings  be  my  peace ; 
Thy  love  in  weakness  make  me  strong; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 
Thy  love  shall  be  my  heaven  and  song. 


546  HYMN  CCCXCIV,  CCCXCV. 

394— 7s.  Hymn  127.  Add. 

Lovest  thou  me? 

1  TT  ARK,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord  5 
XX  'Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee ; 

"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ? 

2  "  I  deliver'd  thee  when  bound, 

And,  when  wounded,  heal'd  thy  wound ; 
Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  towards  the  child  she  bare  1 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above  ; 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done  ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be, 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me?" 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore, 

0  for  grace  to  love  thee  more ! 

395— L.  M.  Hymn  128.  Add. 

The  Christian's  Pattern. 
1  1X.TY  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
J-VX  I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word, 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 


HYMN  CCCXCVI.  547 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  def  rence  to  thy  Father's  will ; 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervour  of  thy  prayer  ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

396— P.  M.  7.  Hymn  78.  B.  2 

Self -Examination. 

1  )  rTMS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

X    Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought : — 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  1  love,  why  am  I  thus? 

Why  this  dull,  and  lifeless  frame? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Pray'r  a  task  and  burden  prove — ■ 
Ev'ry  trifle  give  me  pain — 

If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild  ; 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin — 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 
Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do  ; 
You.  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me — is  it  so  with  you  ? 


548  HYMN  CCCXCVTI. 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  1 

7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorr'd— 
Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case  ! 
Thou,  who  art  thy  people's  sun ; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray ; 

If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

397— C.  M.  Hymn  90.  B.  2. 

Love  to  the  creature  dangerous. 

1  TTOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below  I 
XI  How  false,  and  yet  how  fair ! 
Each  pleasure  has  its  poison  too, 

And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light  ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God. 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense! 


HYMN  CCCXCVIII,  CCCXCIX.  549 

Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
iS'or  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  soul*s  eternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 


Love  of  Brethren. 

398— S.  M.  Hymn  21,  Pt  4.  B.  1 

Christian  Love. 

1  T   ET  party-names  no  more 

-Li  The  Christian  world  o'erspread  j 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 

With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  hell ! 
Be  banish'd  far  away ; 

Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell, 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above, 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
Aud  ev'ry  heart  is  love. 

399— 8s  7s  4s.  Hymn  153.  Add. 

Brotherly   Love. 
1  "DRETHREN,  let  us  walk  together 
J-J  In  the  bonds  of  love  and  peace ; 


550  HYMN  CCCC. 

Can  it  be  a  question  whether 

Brethren  should  from  conflict  cease  ? 

'Tis  in  union, 
Hope,  and  joy,  and  love  increase. 

2  While  we  journey  homeward,  let  us 

Help  each  other  on  the  road ; 
Foes  on  ev'ry  side  beset  us, 

Snares  through  all  the  way  are  strew'd: 

It  behoves  us 
Each  to  bear  a  brother's  load. 

3  When  we  think  how  much  our  Father 

Has  forgiven,  and  does  forgive, 
Brethren,  we  should  learn,  the  rather 
Free  from  wrath  and  strife  to  live  j 

Far  removing 
All  that  might  offend  or  grieve. 

4  Then  let  each  esteem  his  brother 

Better  than  himself  to  be  ; 
And  let  each  prefer  another, 
Full  of  love,  from  envy  free  : 

Happy  are  we 
When  in  this  we  all  agree. 

5  Soon  our  Father  will  receive  us, 

As  we  hope  to  dwell  above  ; 
Nothing  then  shall  harm  or  grieve  us, 
We  shall  all  his  goodness  prove  : 

Wrath  and   discord 
Ending  in  eternal  love. 

400— S.  M.  Hymn  21,  Pt.  3.  B.  1 

Communion  of  Saints. 
1   T)LEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
-D  Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 


HYMN  CCCC1.  551 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes  ; 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathising  tear. 

4  We're  one  in  Christ  our  head, 
In  him  we  grow,  and  thrive ; 

Nor  will  he  leave  us  with  the  dead 
While  he  remains  alive. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 

While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil  and  pain, 
And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  : 

And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Thro'  all  eternity. 


401— C.  M.  Hymn  64.  B.  2. 

Christian  Fellowship. 

1  f\UR  souls,  by  love  together  knit, 
V_/    Cemented,  mixt  in  one, 

One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice  ; 
'Tis  heav'n  on  earth  begun ! 

2  Our  hearts  have  often  burn'd  within, 

And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire, 
While  Jesus  spoke,  and  fed,  and  blest, 
And  fill'd  th'  enlarged  desire. 


532  CCCCII. 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  still. 

The  heav'ns  are  big  with  rain ; 
We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  show'r, 
And  all  its  moisture  drain. 

4  A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows  ! 

But  pour  a  mighty  flood  ; 
Oh !  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 
Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 

5  And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 

And  sett'st  thy  starry  crown  ; 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 
Proclaim'd  by  thee  thine  own ; 

6  May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

We  sinners,  sav'd  by  grace, 
From  glory  unto  glory  chang'd, 
Behold  thee  face  to  face. 


402— L.  M.  Hymn  65.  B.  2. 

Christian  Fellowship. 

1  TTOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 
XJLln  union  sweet,  according  minds  1 
How  swift  the  heav'nly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts  and  faith  and  hopes  are  one. 

2  To  each,  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
What  jealous  love,  what  holy  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  gen'rous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin ! 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow, 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe  ; 
Their  ardent  pray'rs  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 


HYMN  CCCCIII.  553 

4  Together  oft  they  seek  the  place, 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  face  ; — 
At  length  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heav*n  of  joy — because  of  love. 


403— C.  M.  Hymn  154.  Add. 

Christians  one  family. 

1  /^lOME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
V^   That  have  obtain'd  the  prize  ; 
And  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love, 

To  joys  celestial  rise. 
Let  all  the  saints  terrestrial,  sing 

With  those  to  glory  gone  , 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King, 

In  heaven  and  earth  are  one. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him  ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  j 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream — 

The  narrow  stream  of  death: 
One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow ; 
Part  of  his  host  have  cross'd  the  flood, 

And  part  are  crossing  now. 

3  Ten  thousand  to  their  endless  home 

This  solemn  moment  fly  ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 

And  in  our  turn  must  die. 
His  militant,  embodied  host, 

With  wishful  looks  we  stand, 
And  long  to  see  that  happy  coast, 

And  reach  the  heavenly  land. 


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554  HYMN  CCCCIV,  CCCCV. 

Faith. 

404— S.  M.  Hymn  7,  Pt.  2.  B.  1 

Faith. 

1  T^  AITH ! — 'tis  a  precious  grace, 

X     Where'er  it  is  bestow'd 
It  boasts  of  a  celestial  birth, 
And  is  the  gift  of  God. 

2  Jesus  it  owns  a  King, 
An  all-atoning  Priest ; 

It  claims  no  merit  of  its  own, 
But  finds  it  all  in  Christ. 

3  To  him  it  leads  the  soul, 
When  fill'd  with  deep  distress; 

Appropriates  his  precious  blood, 
And  trusts  his  righteousness. 

4  Since  'tis  thy  work  alone, 
And  that  divinely  free ; 

Lord,  send  the  spirit  of  thy  Son 
To  work  this  faith  in  me. 

405— C.  M.  Hymn  7,  Pt.  3.  B.  L 

Faith. 

1  "1VTISTAKEN  souls!  that  dream  of  heav'n, 
J-VJL   And  make  their  empty  boast 

Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiv'n, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  : 

None,  but  a  living  pow'r,  unites 

To  Christ  the  living  head. 

3  'Tis  faith,  that  changes  all  the  heart ; 

'Tis  faith,  that  works  by  love, 


HYMN  CCCCVI.  553 

That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'Tis  faith,  that  conauers  earth  and  hell 

By  a  celestial  pow'r : 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 

5  Faith  must  obey  her  Father's  will, 

As  well  as  trust  his  grace  ; 
A  pard'ning  God  is  jealous  still 
For  his  own  holiness. 

6  When  from  the  curse  he  sets  us  free, 

He  makes  our  natures  clean  ; 
Nor  would  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
The  minister  of  sin. 

7  His  spirit  purines  our  frame, 

And  seals  our  peace  with  God ; 
Jesus  and  his  salvation  came 
By  water  and  by  blood. 

406— L.  M.  Hymn  23,  Pt.  5.  B.  1. 

Faith  not  meritorious. 

1  T)Y  faith  in  Christ  we're  justified, 

JLj   Since  'tis  by  faith  Christ  is  applied; 
But  not  for  faith  or  any  thing 
We  either  suffer,  do,  or  bring. 

2  Faith  is  the  hand,  that  Christ  receives, 
And  takes  the  treasures,  which  he  gives ; 
But  faith  no  merit  can  possess  : 

Christ  is  the  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

3  Jesus,  our  soul's  delightful  choice, 
In  thee  believing,  we  rejoice  ; 
Thy  promises  our  hearts  revive, 
And  keep  our  fainting  faith  alive. 


556  HYMN  CCCCVII,  CCCCVIII. 

A  Do  thou  the  languid  spark  inflame, 
Reveal  the  glories  of  thy  name ! 
Let  thy  imputed  righteousness 
Be  all  our  trust,  our  joy  and  peace. 

407— C.  M.  Hymn  69.  B.  2. 

The  power  of  Faith. 

1  T?AITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
X.     And  saves  me  from  its  snares ; 

Its  aid  in  ev'ry  duty  brings, 
And  softens  all  my  cares : 

2  Extinguishes  the  thirst  of  sin, 

And  lights  the  sacred  fire 
Of  love  to  God  and  heav'nly  things, 
And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 

3  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  pow'r, 

The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

4  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign; 
And  bids  me  seek  my  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  me  seek  in  vain. 

408— lis.  Hymn  130.  Add. 

Steadfastness. 

1  O  TAND  fast  in  the  faith,'  tis  the  mandate  of  God, 
O  Once  utter'd  in  anguish,  once  written  in  blood  ; 
From  the  cross  of  the  Lord,  from  the  throne  in  the 

sky, 
It  was  breathed  over  earth,  it  is  utter'd  on  high. 


HYMN  CCCCIX.  557 

2  Stand  fast  in  the  faith  ;  bold  apostles  have  died 
With  the  words  on  their  lips,  careless  who  might 

deride ; 
Confessors  and  martyrs,  ;mid  torture  and  flame, 
Have  drunk  in  its    accents,  and  welcomed  the 

shame. 

3  Stand  fast  in  the  faith,  for  the  church  of  the  Lord 
Hath  inscribed  on  her  banner  the  glorious  word  ; 
O'er  all  her  bright  cohorts,  its  glory  display'd, 
And  blazon'd  on  harness,  and  buckler,  and  blade. 

4  Stand  fast  in  the  faith,  there  are  those  at  thy  side 
Who  can  vanquish  the    foe  in  his  ramparts  of 

pride  ; 
Be  loyal,  be  valiant ;  thy  heart  to  inspire ; 
Lo  !  the  chariots  of  God,  and  the  horses  of  fire. 

5  Stand  fast  in  the  faith ;  though  the  conflict  is  hot, 
The  field  hath  no  strife  where  thy  Captain  is  not ; 
His  eye  is  upon  thee,  thou  hear'st  what  he  saith : 
"  Ho !  quit  you  like  men,  and  stand  fast  in  the 

faith." 

6  Stand  fast  in  the  faith  !  thougn  the  faithless  may 

flee, 
We  will  peril  our  all,  dear  Redeemer,  for  thee ; 
We  will  stand  in  the  conflict,  assured  that  thine 

arm 
Shall  shield  ev'ry  soldier  from  peril  and  harm. 


409— L.  M.  Hymn  131.  Add 

Power  of  Faith. 

1  5  rrilS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

J-    We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night : 


558  HYMN  CCCCX. 

Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  j 
She  bids  the  pearly  gates  appear : 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 
While  faith  beholds  a  heavenly  ray, 
Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4  So  Abr'am  by  divine  command, 

Left  his  own  home  to  walk  with  God ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land, 
And  fired  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

Particular  Duties. 

410— 7s.  Hymn  143.  Add. 

Onward. 

1  TT7HEN  we  cannot  see  our  way, 

VV     We  should  trust  and  still  obey ; 
He  who  bids  us  forward  go, 
Will  instruct  the  way  to  know. 

2  Though  the  sea  be  deep  and  wide, 
Though  a  passage  seems  denied — 
Fearless  let  us  still  proceed, 
Since  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  lead. 

3  Though  it  seems  the  gloom  of  night, 
Though  wejrace  no  ray  of  light, 
Since  the  Lord  himself  is  there, 
'Tis  not  meet  that  we  should  fear. 

4  Night,  with  him,  is  always  bright, 
Where  he  is,  there  all  is  light ; 
When  he  calls  us,  why  delay  ? 
They  are  happy,  who  obey. 


HYMN  CCCCXI,  CCCCXII.  559 

5  Be  it  ours,  then,  while  we're  here, 
Him  to  follow  without  fear  ; 
Where  he  calls  us,  there  to  go, 
What  he  bids  us,  that  to  do. 

411— L.  M.  Hymn  129.  Add. 

Conformity  to  Christ. 

1  TESUS,  my  Saviour,  let  me  be 

tl  More  perfectly  conform'd  to  thee  : 
Implant  each  grace,  each  sin  dethrone, 
And  form  my  temper  like  thine  own. 

2  Let  the  envenonrd  heart  and  tongue, 
The  hand  outstretclfd  to  do  me  wrong, 
Excite  no  feelings  in  my  breast, 

But  such  as  Jesus  once  express'd. 

3  To  others  let  me  always  give 
What  I  from  others  would  receive  j 
Good  deeds  for  evil  ones  return, 

Nor  when  provoked,  with  anger  burn. 

4  This  will  proclaim  how  bright,  how  fair, 
The  precepts  of  thy  gospel  are ; 

And  God  himself,  the  God  of  love, 
His  own  resemblance  will  approve. 

412— L.  M.  Hymn  142.  Add. 

Christian  Consistency. 

1  T^ATHER  of  spirits,  grant  that  we 

-1-      May  more  and  more  resemble  thee ; 
Daily  from  strength  to  strength  proceed, 
Christians  in  name,  and  so  in  deed. 

2  In  our  whole  lives  may  we  express 
The  truth  and  energy  of  grace  ; 

A  lively  faith,  an  humble  fear, 
And  be  in  truth  what  we  appear. 


560  HYMN  CCCCXIII,  CCCCXIV. 

3  By  our  exact  obedience  show, 
What  we  to  thy  rich  mercy  owe ; 
And  thus  a  bright  example  give, 

To  teach  the  world  how  they  should  live. 

4  Not  tire,  nor  stop,  but  still  press  on, 
To  finish  well  the  course  begun ; 
And  then  receive  the  great  reward, 
For  such,  and  only  such,  prepared. 

413— S.  M.  Hymn  157.  Add 

Confidence  in  God. 

1  TT  OW  gentle  God*s  commands, 
XI  How  kind  his  precepts  are, 

"  Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care." 

2  While  Providence  supports, 
Let  saints  securely  dwell ; 

That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up, 
Shall  guide  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 
Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 

Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  rind. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

Down  to  the  present  day ; 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 

And  bear  a  song  away. 

414— C.  M.  Hymn  141.  Add. 

True  and  false  Zeal. 
1   'VEAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame, 
Zj   The  fire  of  love  supplies  ; 
While  that  which  often  bears  the  name, 
Is  self  in  a  disguise. 


HYMN  CCCCXV.  561 

2  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 

He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 
Its  party  to  increase. 

3  Zeal  has  attaind  its  highest  aim, 

Its  end  is  satisfied, 
If  sinners  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
Nor  seeks  it  aught  beside. 

4  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain, 

And  be  applauded  here ; 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

5  Dear  Lord,  the  idol  self  dethrone, 

And  from  our  hearts  remove  ; 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown, 
But  that  which  springs  from  love. 

415— C.  M.  Hymn  132.  Ad<L 

Christian  Activity. 

1  T)  ISE  from  the  dust,  my  drowsy  soul, 
XV   Awake,  awake,  for  God  ; 

See,  boundless  floods  of  pleasure  roll 
Around  his  blest  abode. 

2  Rouse  up  and  seize  the  starry  crown, 

Nor  grovelling  lie  below  ; 

Exertion  leads  to  high  renown, 

But  sloth  to  endless  wo. 

3  Dangerous  and  steep  is  the  ascent, 

To  Zion;s  lofty  hill : 
Nor  can  the  soul  that's  negligent, 
Th'  important  task  fulfil. 

4  A  thousand  duties  must  be  done, 

A  thousand  lusts  destroy'd  ; 
24* 


562  HYMN  CCCCXVI. 

Th'  immortal  prize  must  first  be  won, 
Before  it  is  enjoy'd. 

5  Great  God,  my  drooping  powers  revive, 
The  love  of  sin  subdue  ; 
Short  is  the  time  I  have  to  live, 
Yet  so  much  work  to  do. 

416— C.  M.  Hymn  133.  Add. 

Spiritual  Sloth. 

1  |\/TY  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so? 
JLVX  Awake,  my  sluggish  soul, 
Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 

Yet  nothing's  half  so  dull. 

2  The  little  ants,  for  one  poor  grain, 

How  they  will  toil  and  strive  ! 
Yet  we.  who  have  a  heaven  to  gain, 
How  negligent  we  live  ! 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stars  their  courses  move  ; 
We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above. 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 

To  labour  for  our  good ; 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood  ! 

5  Lord,  shall  we  be  indifFrent  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts  1 
Spirit  Divine,  0  come,  and  fill, 
And  purify  our  hearts. 

6  Then  shall  our  active  spirits  move, 

Upward  our  soul's  shall  rise, 
With  hands  of  faitb  and  wings  of  love, 
We'll  fly  and  take  the  prize. 


HYMN  CCCCXVII,  CCCCXVIU.         563 

41 7— L.  M.  Hymn  134.  Add. 

Christian  Race. 

1  A   WAKE  our  souls,  away  our  fears, 
.x~l.   Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  0  mighty  God,  thy  matchless  power 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 

And  firm  endures  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  Spring, 
Believers  drink  a  fresh  supply; 

While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength, 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

O,  may  we  mount  to  thine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  to  Jesus  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 

41  8— C.  M.  Hymn  135.  Add. 

Self-denial. 
[TRAIT  is  the  way — the  door  is  strait, 
Which  leads  to  joys  on  high ; 
;Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  mistake,  and  die. 


S" 


Beloved  self  must  be  denied, 
The  mind  and  will  renew'd; 

Passion  suppress'd,  and  patience  tried, 
And  vain  desires  subdued. 


564  HYMN  CCCCXIX,  CCCCXX. 

3  The  tongue — that  most  unruly  power — ■ 

Requires  a  strong  restraint ; 
We  must  be  watchful  every  hour, 
And  pray,  but  never  faint. 

4  Lord,  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm 

Fulfil  a  task  so  hard? 
Thy  grace  must  all  the  work  perform, 
And  give  the  free  reward. 

419— 7s  5s.  Hymn  136.  Add 

The  Armour. 

1  TT  EIRS  of  an  immortal  crown, 
XI  Heed  not  every  foeman's  frown, 
Tread  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 

Through  Jehovah's  might : 
Though  they  oft  in  wrath  arise, 
Like  the  tempest  of  the  skies, 
He  can  fill  them  with  surprise, 

From  his  heav'nly  height. 

2  Soldier,  in  the  tented  field 

Ply  thy  helmet,  sword,  and  shield, 
Till  the  line  of  battle  yield, 

And  before  thee  flee  : 
In  thine  armour,  fearless  stand, 
Girded  by  Jehovah's  hand, 
Till  within  the  promised  land, 

He  shall  set  thee  free. 

420— S.  M.  Hymn  33,  Pt.  2.  B   1. 

Death  of  Sin. 

1   OHALL  we  go  on  to  sin, 
O  Because  thy  grace  abounds? 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 

And  open  all  his  wounds  ? 


HYMN  CCCCXXI.  565 

2  Forbid  it,  mighty  God  ! 
Nor  let  it  e'er  be  said, 

That  we,  whose  sins  are  crucified, 

Should  raise  them  from  the  dead. 

3  We  shall  be  slaves  no  more, 
Since  Christ  hath  made  us  free ; 

Hath  nail'd  our  tyrants  to  his  cross, 
And  bought  our  liberty. 

421— L.  M.  Hymn  137.  Add 

Christian   Warfare. 

1  O  TAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fear, 
O  And  gird  the  gospel  armour  on; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 
Where  Jesus,  thy  great  Captain 's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course, 

But  vanquish'd  are  those  threat'ning  foes  ; 
Thy  Saviour  nail'd  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 

3  What  though  the  prince  of  darkness  rage, 
And  waste  the  fury  of  his  spite  ; 
Eternal  chains  confine  him  down, 

To  fiery  deeps  and  endless  night. 

4  What  though  thy  inward  lusts  rebel, 
'Tis  but  a  struggling  gasp  for  life  ; 
The  weapons  of  victorious  grace 
Shall  slay  thy  sins  and  end  the  strife. 

5  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 
Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate, 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 
And  glitt'ring  robes  for  conq'rors  wait 

6  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 


566         HYMN   CCCCXXII,  CCCCXXIII. 

422— C.  M.  Hymn  138.  Add 

Watch  and  Pray. 

1  A  LAS!  what  hourly  dangers  rise, 
-TJL  What  snares  beset  my  way ! 
To  heaven  I  fain  would  lift  my  eyes, 

And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 
Striving  against  my  foes  in  vain, 
I  sink  amid  my  fears. 

3  0  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid  : 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Nor  let  me  be  dismay'd. 

4  Do  thou  increase  my  faith  and  hope, 

When  fears  and  foes  prevail : 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Oh,  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  never,  never  let  me  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

423— C.  M.  Hymn  93.  B.  2. 

Running  the  Christian  race. 

1  \  WAKE,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 
-LJL  And  press  with  vigour  on : 

A  heav'nly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice, 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high : 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 


HYMN  CCCCXXIV.  567 

A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 

And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

Bless'd  Saviour !  introduc'd  by  thee, 

Have  we  our  race  begun : 
And,  crown'd  with  vict'ry,  at  thy  feet 

We  lay  our  laurels  down. 


424— L.  M.  Hymn  92.  B.  *. 

Warning  against  Slothfulness. 

1  /~\  ISRAEL,  to  thy  tents  repair ; 

V_y  Why  thus  secure  on  hostile  ground? 
Thy  Lord  commands  thee  to  beware, 
For  many  foes  thy  camp  surround. 

2  The  trumpet  gives  a  martial  strain  ; 
O  Israel  !  gird  thee  for  the  fight ; 
Arise,  the  combat  to  maintain  ; 
Arise,  and  put  thy  foes  to  flight. 

3  O !  sleep  not  thou  as  others  do ; 
Awake,  be  vigilant,  be  brave  ; 
The  coward,  and  the  sluggard  too, 
Must  wear  the  fetters  of  the  slave. 

4  A  nobler  lot  is  cast  for  thee, 

A  crown  awaits  thee  in  the  skies  ! 
With  sueh  a  hope  shall  Israel  flee, 
And  yield  through  weariness  the  prize? 

5  No  !  let  a  careless  world  repose, 

And  slumber  on  through  life's  short  day, 
While  Israel  to  the  conflict  goes, 
And  bears  the  glorious  prize  away. 


568         HYMN  CCCCXXV,  CCCCXXVI.  ] 


A: 


425— C.  M.  Hymn  43,  Pt.  2.  B.  1 

The  Christian  Soldier. 
Mia  soldier  of  the  Cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb  1 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 

On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease ; 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  saifd  thro;  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  wild  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign: 

Be  faithful  to  my  Lord, 
And  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer  tho'  they  die  ; 

They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 

And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  thro'  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

426— S.  M.  Hymn  91.  B.  3 

Watchfulness  and  Prayer. 
1   "IX/TY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  ; 
J.VX  Ten  thousand  foes  arise  ; 
And  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard, 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 


HYMN  CCCCXXVII.  569 

Oh,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray, 

The  battle  ne*er  give  o'er  j 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 

And  help  divine  implore. 

Ne'er  think  the  vict'ry  won, 

Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down  : 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done, 

Till  thou  hast  got  thy  crown. 


427— S.  M.  Hymn  140.  Add. 

Watchfulness. 

1  "\7"E  servants  of  the  Lord, 

jL     Each  in  his  office  wait, 
Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 
And  trim  the  golden  flame  ; 

Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch — 'tis  your  Lord's  command  ; 
And  while  we  speak,  he's  near; 

Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  0  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found, 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honour  crown'd. 

5  Christ  shall  the  banquet  spread 
With  his  own  bounteous  hand, 

And  raise  that  favour'd  servant's  head 
Amidst  th'  angelic  band. 


570      HYMN   CCCCXXVIII,  CCCCXXIX. 

428— L.  M.  Hymn  32,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

Christian  Consistency. 

1  OO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
KJ  The  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad, 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God  ; 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  pow'r  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passions  and  envy,  lust  and  pride ; 
While  justice,  temp'rance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord ; 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

429— L.  M.  Hymn  145.  Add 

Christian  Caution. 

1  TS  it  a  thing  of  good  report 

X  To  squander  life  and  time  away? 
To  cut  the  hours  of  duty  short, 
While  toys  and  follies  waste  the  day. 

2  Doth  it  become  the  Christian  name, 
To  venture  near  the  tempter's  door, 
To  sort  with  men  of  evil  frame, 
And  yet  presume  to  stand  secure  ? 

3  Am  I  my  own  sufficient  guard 
While  I  expose  my  soul  to  shame  ? 
Can  the  short  joys  of  sin  reward 
The  lasting  blemish  of  my  name'? 


HYMN  CCCCXXX.  571 

0,  may  it  be  my  constant  choice, 
To  walk  with  men  of  grace  below, 
Till  I  arrive  where  heavenly  joys 
And  never-fading  honours  grow. 


430— C.  M.  Hymn  115.  B.  2. 

Habitual  Devotion. 

1  "TTTHILST  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power  1 

VV     Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  fill'd. 

2  Thy  love  the  pow'r  of  thought  bestow'd, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar : 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd: 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear, 
Because  conferr'd  by  thee. 

4  In  ev'ry  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  ev'ry  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  pray'r. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favour'd  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill : 
Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  low'r, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gath  ring  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear  j 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 


572       HYMN  CCCCXXXI,  CCCCXXXIL 

431— C.  M.  Hymn  139.  Add. 

Watch  and  Pray. 

1  npHE  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 
J-     Through  life's  brief  fleeting  hour, 

And  gives  the  Spirit's  quick'ning  ray 
To  those  who  seek  its  power. 

2  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 

Maintain  a  warrior's  strife  ; 
Help,  Lord,  to  hear  thy  voice  to-day; 
Obedience  is  our  life. 

3  The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 

For  soon  the  hour  will  come, 
That  calls  us  from  the  earth  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

4  0  Saviour,  we  would  watch  and  pray, 

And  hear  thy  sacred  voice ; 
And  walk  as  thou  hast  mark'd  the  way 
To  heaven's  eternal  joys. 

432— C.  M.  Hymn  52,  Pt.  3.  B.  1 

Perseverance. 

1  T)  EJOICE,  believer,  in  the  Lord, 
XV   Who  makes  your  cause  his  own ; 
The  hope  that's  built  upon  his  word,  " 

Can  ne'er  be  overthrown. 

2  Tho'  many  foes  beset  your  road, 

And  feeble  is  your  arm  ; 
Your  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  harm. 

3  Weak  as  you  are,  you  shall  not  faint, 

Or,  fainting,  shall  not  die  ; 
Jesus,  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint, 
Will  aid  you  from  on  high. 


HYMN  CCCCXXXIII,  CCCCXXXIV.     573 

4  As  surely  as  he  overcame, 

And  triumphd  once  for  you, 
So  surely,  you,  that  love  his  name, 
Shall  triumph  in  him  too. 

433— L.  M.  Hymn  33,  Pt.  4.  B.  L 

Christ  our  Strength. 

1  X   ET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
JLj   Strength  shall  be  equal  to  thy  day  : 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  glory  in  infirmity, 

That  Christ's  own  pow'r  may  rest  on  me; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  1  strong, 
Grace  is  my  shield  and  Christ  my  song. 

3  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
All  suff  rings,  if  my  Lord  be  there ; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  his  left  hand  my  head  sustains. 

4  But  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone, 
When  new  temptations  spring  and  rise, 
We  find  how  great  our  weakness  is. 

434— C.  M.  Hymn  10,  Pt.  6.  B.  1, 

Submission. 

1  OUBMISSIVE  to  thy  will,  my  God, 
O    I  all  to  thee  resign ; 

And  bow  before  thy  chast'ning  rod — 
I  mourn,  but  not  repine. 

2  Why  should  my  foolish  heart  complain, 

When  wisdom,  truth,  and  love 
Direct  the  stroke,  inflict  the  pain, 
And  point  to  joys  above. 


574  CCCCXXXV. 

3  How  short  are  all  my  sufFrings  here, 

How  needful  ev'ry  cross  ! 

Away,  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  call  my  gain,  my  loss. 

4  Then  give,  dear  Lord,  or  take  away, 

I'll  bless  thy  sacred  name ; 
My  Jesus,  yesterday,  to-day, 
For  ever  is  the  same ! 

435— C.  M.  Hymn  162.  B.  2 

Sickness  sweetened. 

1  "TT7HEN  languor  and  disease  invade 

V  V     This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pains, 
And  long  to  fly  away. 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love : 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above. 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fair  book  set  down ; 
Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own. 

4  Sweet  to  reflect,  how  grace  divine 

My  sins  on  Jesus  laid ; 
Sweet  to  remember,  that  his  blood 
My  debt  of  surFring  paid. 

5  Sweet  in  his  righteousness  to  stand, 

Which  saves  from  second  death ; 
Sweet  t'  experience,  day  by  day, 
His  Spirit's  quick'ning  breath. 

6  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end  : 


HYMN  CCCCXXXVL  &75 

Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace, 
For  all  things  to  depend. 

7  Sweet  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees  ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

8  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 

What  must  the  fountain  be, 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss 
Immediately  from  thee  ? 

436— C.  M.  Hymn  49,  Pt.  3.  B.  1 

The  urill  of  God  be  done  in  providence. 

1  TT  is  the  Lord — enthron'd  in  light, 
-L  Whose  claims  are  all  divine  ; 
Who  has  an  undisputed  right 

To  govern  me  and  mine. 

2  It  is  the  Lord — should  I  distrust, 

Or  contradict  his  will  ? 
Who  cannot  do  but  what  is  just, 
And  must  be  righteous  still. 

3  It  is  the  Lord — who  gives  me  all 

My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease  j 
And  of  his  bounties  may  recall 
Whatever  part  he  please. 

4  It  is  the  Lord — who  can  sustain 

Beneath  the  heaviest  load, 
From  whom  assistance  I  obtain 
To  tread  the  thorny  road. 

5  It  is  the  Lord — whose  matchless  skill 

Can  from  afflictions  raise 
Matter,  eternity  to  fill 

With  ever-growing  praise. 


576  HYMN  CCCCXXXVII. 

6  It  is  the  Lord — my  cov'nant  God, 

Thrice  blessed  be  his  name  ! 
Whose  gracious  promise,  seal'd  with  blood, 
Must  ever  be  the  same. 

7  His  cov'nant  will  my  soul  defend, 

Should  nature's  self  expire ; 
And  the  great  Judge  of  all  descend 
In  awful  flames  of  fire. 

8  And  can  my  soul,  with  hopes  like  these, 

Be  sullen,  or  repine  ? 
No,  gracious  God,  take  what  thou  please, 
I'll  cheerfully  resign. 

437— C.  M.  Hymn  114.  B.  I 

Praise  for  recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  TV/TY  God,  thy  service  well  demands 
1VX   The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renew'd, 

But  to  renew  thy  praise  1 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain ; 
When  life  was  hov'ring  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

3  Calmly  I  bow'd  my  fainting  head 

On  thy  dear  faithful  breast ; 
Pleas'd  to  obey  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

4  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour-God, 

Did  I  my  soul   resign ; 
In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth, 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 

5  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave, 

At  thy  command  I  come  : 


HYMN  CCCCXXXVIII,  CCCCXXXIX.    577 

Nor  will  I  urge  a  speedier  flight, 

To  my  celestial  home. 
6  Where  thou  determirTst  mine  abode, 

There  would  I  choose  to  be ; 
For  in  thy  presence  death  is  life, 

And  earth  is  heav  n  with  thee. 

438— C.  M.  Hymn  129.  B.  1, 

Submission  under  bereavement. 

1  T>EACE  !  'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand 
JL     That  blasts  our  joys  in  death  ; 
Changes  the  visage  once  so  dear, 

And  gathers  back  the  breath. 

2  'Tis  he,  the  Potentate  supreme 

Of  all  the  worlds  above, 
Whose  steady  counsels  wisely  rule, 
Nor  from  their  purpose  move. 

3  'Tis  he,  whose  justice  might  demand 

Our  souls  a  sacrifice  ; 
Yet  scatters  with  unwearied  hand 
A  thousand  rich  supplies. 

4  Our  cov'nant  God  and  Father  he, 

In  Christ  our  bleeding  Lord*; 
Whose  grace  can  heal  the  bursting  heart 
With  one  reviving  word. 

5  Silent  we  own  Jehovah's  name, 

We  kiss  the  scourging  hand  ; 
And  yield  our  comforts  and  our  life 
To  thy  supreme  command. 

439_p.  M.  Hymn  7,  Pt.  4.  B.  1. 

Unbelief  rebuked. 
1    T3EG0NE,  unbelief, 
-D  My  Saviour  is  near  j 
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b!8  HYMN  CCCCXXXIX. 

And  for  my  relief 

Will  surely  appear; 
By  pray'r  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will  perform , 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Tho'  dark  be  my  way, 
Since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey, 
'Tis  his  to  provide  : 

Tho'  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures  all  fail, 
The  word,  be  has  spoken,  shall  surely  prevail. 

3  His  love,  in  time  past, 
Forbids  me  to  think 
He*ll  leave  me  at  last, 
In  trouble  to  sink  : 

Each  sweet  Ebenezer,  I  have  in  review, 

Confirms  his  good  pleasure  to  help  me  quite  through. 

4  Determin'd  to  save, 

He  watch '4  o'er  my  path ; 

When,   Satan's  blind  slave. 

I  sported  with  death  : 
And  can  be  have  taught  me  to  trust  in  his  name, 
And  thus  far  have  brought  me,  to  put  me  to  snarae? 

5  Why  should  1  complain 
Of  want  or  distress, 
Temptation  or  pain  ? 
He  told  me  no  less  : 

The  heirs  of  salvation,  I  know  from  his  word, 
Thro'  much  tribulation,  must  follow  the  Lord. 

6  How  bitter  that  cup 
No  heart  can  conceive, 
Which  he  drank  quite  up, 
That  sinners  might  live  ! 

His  way  was  much  rougher,  and  darker  than  mine; 
Did  Jesus  thus  surfer,  and  shall  I  repine? 


HYMN  CCCCXL,  CCCCXLI.  579 

7  Since  all,  that  I  meet, 

Shall  work  for  my  good  ; 

The  bitter  is  sweet, 

The  med'cine  is  food  : 
Tho'  painful  at  present,  'twill  cease  before  long, 
And  then,  0  how  pleasant  the  conqueror's  songl 

440— C.  M.  Hymn  49,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

Resignation  to  the  will  of  God. 

1  rpHRO'  all  the  downward  tracts  of  time, 
JL    God's  watchful  eye  surveys  ; 

O !  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  regulate  our  ways ! 

2  I  cannot  doubt  his  bounteous  lovo, 

Unmeasurably  kind  ; 
To  his  unerring,  gracious  will, 
Be  ev'ry  wish  resign'd. 

3  Good  when  he  gives,  supremely  good, 

Nor  less  when  he  denies  ; 
Ev'n  crosses  from  his  sov'reign  hand 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

4  Here  perfect  bliss  can  ne'er  be  found  ; 

The  honey's  mix'd  with  gall  ; 
'Midst  changing  scenes  and  dying  friends, 
Be  thou  my  all  in  all. 

441— C.  M.  Hymn  116.  B.  2. 

The  devout  request. 

1  "pATHER,  whateer  of  earthly  bliss 
JL      Thy  sov'reign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 

Let  this  petition  rise : 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  ev'ry  murmur  free  ; 


580  HYMN  CCCCXLII. 

The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  I  am  thine, 
My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  thro'  my  journey  shine,     m 
And  crown  my  journey's  end." 

442— 7s.  Hymn  149.  Add. 

Meditation. 

1  /CHRISTIAN,  wouldst  thou  know  the  joy 
V-S   Pure  religion  can  impart  ? 

Let  her  truths  thy  mind  employ, 
Firmly  fix  thy  roving  heart — 
Till  her  radiance  round  thee  shine, 
With  an  influence  all  divine. 

2  Think,  who  fills  a  Father's  throne ; 
How  in  righteousness  he  reigns ; 
What  perfections  he  hath  shown, 
And  unchangeable  remains  : 
Countless  worlds  proclaim  his  power, 
And  his  glorious  name  adore. 

3  Think  of  all  that  heavenly  grace, 
Which  in  Christ,  the  Lord,  appears, 
Till  the  vision  of  his  face, 

A  celestial  glory  wears : 
While  the  eye  of  faith  may  view 
Wonders  still  forever  new. 

4  Think  upon  that  Spirit  pure, 
Who  the  love  of  God  reveals ; 
Shows  the  promise  ever  sure, 
And,  within,  his  witness  seals  : 
Think  upon  his  hallo w'd  name, 
Till  his  love  thy  soul  inflame. 


HYMN  CCCCXLIII.  581 

5  God  is  holy,  just  and  good, 
Thou  art  sinful,  weak  and  vile  ; 
Blessings  by  his  hand  bestow'd, 
Round  thy  habitation  smile  : 

These  should  charm  thy  heart  to  love, 
These  should  fix  thy  thoughts  above. 

6  Dost  thou  now  in  sadness  mourn, 
And  the  tear  of  anguish  shed  ? 
Child  of  hope,  to  God  return ; 
Lift  on  high  thy  drooping  head  : 
Rays  celestial  round  thee  shine. 
Heaven  and  all  its  joys  are  thine. 


#43— L.  M.  Hymn  144.  Add. 

Heavenly-Mindedness. 

1  /~\   THAT  my  grovelling  thoughts  could  rise, 
V^)  And  rest  on  things  above  the  skies  ; 
Where  Christ,  my  Lord,  in  glory  bright, 

Sits  clothed  in  robes  of  heavenly  light. 

2  Why  should  my  heart  descend  so  low, 
To  brood  on  earth,  a  world  of  wo, 

While  heaven,  where  endless  pleasures  roll, 
Waits  to  entrance  the  new-born  soul. 

3  Sickly,  and  weak,  and  languid,  I 
Now  flutter,  and  attempt  to  fly ; 

But  earth,  and  sense,  and  guilt  combined 
Hang  heavily  upon  my  mind. 

4  Saviour,  let  thine  attractions  be 
But  felt  in  all  their  force  by  me, 
Then  shall  I  mount  on  wings  of  love, 
And  fix,  and  dwell  "  on  things  above." 


582  HYMN  CCCCXLIV. 

444— P.  M.  7,  6.  Hymn  108.  B.  2 

Breathing  after  Heaven. 
ISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 


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Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Tow'rd  heav'n,  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay — 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepar'd  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  : 
Fires  ascending  seek  the  sun, 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source; 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Fly  me  riches,  fly  me  cares, 

^Vhile  I  that  coast  explore  ; 
Flattring  world,  with  all  thy  snares, 

Solicit  me  no  more. 
Pilgrims  fix  not  here  their  home, 

Strangers  tarry  but  a  night ; 
When  the  last  dear  morn  is  come, 

They'll  rise  to  joyful  light. 

4  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn, 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies  : 
There  we'll  join  the  heav'nly  train, 

Welcome  to  partake  the  bliss ; 
Fly  from  sorrow  and  from  pain, 

To  realms  of  endless  peace. 


HYMN  CCCCXLV,  CCCCXLVI.    581 

445— P.  M.  Hymn  148.  Add. 

Following  Christ. 

1  T    OOK  up  to  yonder  world, 

I  J   See  myriads  round  the  throne ! 

Each  bears  a  golden  harp, 

And  wears  a  glorious  crown  : 
With  zeal  they  strike  the  sacred  lyre, 
And  strive  to  raise  their  praises  higher. 

2  Believing  in  his  name, 
They  in  his  footsteps  trod  ; 
His  righteousness  their  hope, 
Their  only  plea  his  blood  ; 

Lo !  now  they  reign  with  him  above, 
Behold  his  face,  and  sing  his  love. 

3  And  shall  we  not  aspire, 
Like  them,  our  course  to  run  ? 
The  crown  if  we  would  wear 
That  crown  must  first  be  won  : 

Divinely  taught,  they  show'd  the  way, 
First  to  believe,  and  then  obey. 

446— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  150.  Add. 

Heavenly-Mindedness. 

1  "YT7ITH  eyes  of  faith  and  wings  of  love, 

VV     My  soul  would  upward  rise  ; 
And  converse  hold  with  things  above, 
And  all  that  heavenly  influence  prove, 
Which  grace  divine  supplies. 

2  But  sin  will  oft  my  heart  betray, 

And  cares  from  morn  till  e'en 
Command  my  laboring  thoughts  away, 
And  my  affections  far  astray 

From  happiness  and  heaven. 


584  HYMN  CCCCXLVII. 

3  Heaven  is  the  portion  of  my  soul, 

My  treasure  and  my  joy  ; 
There's  "  naught  on  earth,  from  pole  to  pole," 
Where  mountains  rise  or  oceans  roll, 

That  should  my  heart  employ. 

4  Upward,  still  upward,  let  me  soar, 

While  in  this  vale  of  tears ; 
Till  earthly  cares  and  toils  are  o'er, 
And  sin  shall  wound  my  heart  no  more— 

When  heaven  itself  appears. 


447— C.  M.  Hymn  151.  Add. 

A  Christian  Life. 

1  npHRICE  happy  souls,  who  born  from  heaven, 
-L    While  yet  they  sojourn  here, 

Do  all  their  days  with  God  begin, 
And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 

2  'Midst  hourly  cares,  may  love  present 

Its  incense  to  thy  throne ; 
And  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

3  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends 

Be  each  refreshment  sought ; 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wise  instruction  brought. 

4  When  to  laborious  duties  call'd, 

Or  by  temptations  tried, 
We'll  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

5  As  different  scenes  of  life  arise, 

Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee,  amidst  the  social  band- 
In  solitude  with  thee 


HYMN  CCCCXLVHI,  CCCCXLIX.       585 

6  In  solid,  pure  delights  like  these, 
Let  all  my  days  be  past ; 
Nor  shall  I  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  I  fear  the  last. 

448— L.  M.  Hymn  146.  Add. 

Contentment. 

1  T^OUNTAIN  of  blessing,  ever  blest, 
X.      Enriching  all,  of  all  possess'd  j 
By  whom  the  whole  creation's  fed, 
Give  me,  each  day,  my  daily  bread. 

2  To  thee  my  very  life  I  owe, 
From  thee  do  all  my  comforts  flow  ; 
And  ev'ry  blessing  which  I  need, 
Must  from  thy  bounteous  hand  proceed. 

3  Great  things  are  not  what  I  desire, 
Nor  dainty  meat,  nor  rich  attire  ; 
Content  with  little  would  I  be  ; 

That  little,  Lord,  must  come  from  thee. 

4  While  wicked  men,  with  all  their  store, 
Are  ever  grasping  after  more : 

With  Agur's  wish,  I'm  satisfied, 

Nor  grudge  them  all  the  world  beside. 

449— C.  M.  Hymn  152.  Add. 

Justice  and  Equity. 

1  /~10ME,  let  us  search  our  ways  and  try  ; 
V_7    Have  they  been  just  and  right  ? 

Is  the  great  rule  of  equity 
Our  practice  and  delight  ? 

2  What  we  would  have  our  neighbour  do, 

Have  we  done  still  the  same  1 
And  ne'er  delay'd  to  pay  his  due, 
Nor  injured  his  good  name  ? 
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r>SG  HYMN  CCCCL,  CCCCLI. 

3  In  all  we  sell,  in  all  we  buy, 

Is  justice  our  design  ? 
Do  we  remember  God  is  nigh. 
And  fear  the  wrath  divine  ? 

4  In  vain  we  talk  of  Jesus'  blood, 

And  boast  his  name  in  vain, 
If  we  can  slight  the  laws  of  God, 
And  prove  unjust  to  men. 

450— C.  M.  Hymn  32,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

Gratitude. 

1  TTOW  can  I  sink,  with  such  a  prop 
XX  As  my  eternal  God, 

Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up 
And  spreads  the  heav'ns  abroad  ? 

2  How  can  I  die  while  Jesus  lives, 

Who  rose  and  left  the  dead  ? 
Pardon  and  grace  my  soul  receives, 
From  mine  exalted  head. 

3  All  that  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 

Shall  be  for  ever  thine  ! 
Whate'er  my  duty  bids  me  give 
My  cheerful  hands  resign. 

4  Yet  if  I  might  make  some  reserve, 

And  duty  did  not  call, 
I  love  my  God  with  zeal  so  great, 
That  I  would  give  him  all. 


451— C.  M.  Hymn  147.  Adll 

Christian  Charity. 
ORD,  when  our  offerings  we  present 
Before  thy  gracious  throne, 
We  but  return  what  thou  hast  lent, 
And  give  thee  of  thine  own. 


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HYMN  CCCCLII.  587 

2  The  power  and  willingness  to  give, 

Alike  proceed  from  thee  ; 
We  still  are  debtors,  since  we  live 
Only  by  thy  decree. 

3  Ourselves,  our  all,  to  thee  we  owe ; 

And  if  we  come  behind 
What  others  of  their  wealth  bestow 
Accept  our  willing  mind. 

4  O  Lord,  our  contributions  bless, 

For  their  appointed  end  ; 
And  crown  with  happiest  success, 
The  cause  that  we  befriend. 

4  5  2— S.  M.  Hymn  1 1 5.  B.  1. 

Charity. 

1  npHY  bounties,  gracious  Lord, 
JL    With  gratitude  we  own  : 

We  bless  thy  providential  grace, 

Which  show'rs  its  blessings  down. 

2  With  joy  the  people  bring 
Their  ofFrings  round  thy  throne ; 

With  thankful  souls  behold  we  pay 
A  tribute  of  thy  own. 

3  Accept  this  humble  mite, 
Great  Sov'reign  Lord  of  all ; 

Nor  let  our  nunrrous  mingling  sins, 
The  fragrant  ointment  spoil. 

4  Let  a  Redeemer's  blood 
Diffuse  its  virtues  wide  ; 

Hallow  and  cleanse  our  ev:ry  gift 
And  all  our  follies  hide. 

5  O  may  this  sacrifice 

To  thee  the  Lord  ascend, 
An  odour  of  a  sweet  perfume 
Presented  by  his  hand. 


588  HYMN  CCCCLIII. 

6  Well  pleas'd,  our  God  shall  view 
The  products  of  his  grace  ; 
And  in  a  plentiful  reward 
Fulfil  his  promises. 


45£— L.  M.  Hymn  116.  B.  1. 

Charity. 

1  rpHE  gold  and  silver  are  the  Lord's, 
JL    And  ev'ry  blessing  earth  affords  ; 

All  come  from  his  propitious  hand, 
And  must  return  at  his  command. 

2  The  blessings  which  I  now  enjoy, 

I  must  for  Christ  and  souls  employ  ■ 
For  if  I  use  them  as  my  own, 
My  Lord  will  soon  call  in  his  loan. 

3  When  J  to  him  in  want  apply, 
He  never  does  my  suit  deny ; 
And  shall  I  then  refuse  to  give, 
Since  I  so  much  from  him  receive  ? 

4  Shall  Jesus  leave  the  realms  of  day. 
And  clothe  himself  in  humble  clay  ? 
Shall  he  become  despis'd  and  poor, 
To  make  me  rich  for  evermore  ? 

5  And  shall  I  wickedly  withhold, 
To  give  my  silver  and  my  gold  ? 
To  aid  a  cause  my  soul  approves, 
And  save  the  sinners  Jesus  loves  ? 

6  Expand  my  heart — incline  me,  Lord, 
To  give  the  whole  I  can  afford ; 
That,  what  thy  bounty  renders  mine 
I  may  with  cheerful  hands  resign. 


HYMN  CCCCLIV,  CCCCLV.  589 

454— L.  M.  Hymn  117.  B.  1. 

Charity. 

1  "\X7  HEN  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 

VV     What  were  his  works  from  day  to  day, 
But  miracles  of  pow'r  and  grace, 
That  spread  salvation  thro'  our  race? 

2  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  steps  pursue  ; 
Let  alms  bestow'd,  let  kindness  done 
Be  witness'd  by  each  rolling  sun. 

3  That  man  may  breathe,  but  never  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives, 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom  none  can  thank ; 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank  : 

4  But  he,  who  marks,  from  day  to  day, 
In  gen'rous  acts,  his  radiant  way, 
Treads  the  same  path  his  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 

455— C.  M.  Hymn  118.  B.  1 

Charity. 

1  T  ESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 
•)    Thy  bounties  how  complete  ! 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum? 

How  pay  the  mighty  debt? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  my  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace ; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 


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590  HYMN   CCCCLVI. 

4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 

And  visited  and  cheer'd ; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face,  with  rev'rence  and  with  love, 

We  in  thy  poor  would  see  ; 
O  let  us  rather  beg  our  bread 
Than  keep  it  back  from  thee ! 

456— L.  M.  "  Hymn  119.  B.  U 

Charity. 
WHAT  stupendous  mercy  shines 
Around  the  majesty  of  heav'n ! 
Rebels  he  deigns  to  call  his  sons, 
Their  souls  renew'd,  their  sins  forgiv'n. 

2  Go,  imitate  the  grace  divine, 
The  grace  that  blazes  like  a  sun ; 
Hold  forth  your  fair,  tho'  feeble  light, 
Thro'  all  your  lives  let  mercy  run. 

3  Upon  your  bounty's  willing  wings, 
Swift  fly  your  gifts  and  charity ; 
The  hungry  feed,  the  naked  clothe, 
To  pain  and  sickness  health  apply. 

4  Pity  the  weeping  widow's  woe, 
And  be  her  counsellor  and  stay ; 
Adopt  the  fatherless,  and  smooth 
To  useful,  happy  life,  his  way. 

5  Let  age,  with  want  and  weakness  bow'd, 
Your  bowels  of  compassion  move ; 

Let  e'en  your  enemies  be  bless'd, 
Their  hatred  recompens'd  with  love. 

6  When  all  is  clone,  renounce  your  deeds, 
Renounce  self-righteousness  with  scorn ; 
Thus  will  you  glorify  your  God, 

And  thus  the  Christian  name  adorn. 


HYMN  CCCCLVII,  CCCCLVIII.         591 

457— C.  M.  Hymn  120.  B.  1 

Charity. 

1  T^ATHER  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace, 
JL     All  pow'rful,  from  above, 

To  form,  in  our  obedient  souls, 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  0  may  our  sympathising  breasts 

The  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe  ! 

3  Not  like  the  Levite  and  the  Priest, 

Who  saw,  with  hearts  of  stone, 
Their  neighbour  groaning  in  distress, 
And  left  him  still  alone. 

4  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  sorrows  low  are  laid  ; 
Soft  be  our  hearts,  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

5  So  Jesus  look'd  on  dying  man, 

When  thron'd  above  the  skies  ; 
And,  'midst  th'  embraces  of  his  God, 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

6  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground  ; 
And  shed  the  richest  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  ev'ry  wound. 

458— C.  M  Hymn  121.  B.  3 

Charity. 
1   T>LEST  is  the  man  whose  heart  expands 
-13  At  melting  pity*s  call ; 
And  the  rich  blessings  of  whose  hands 
Like  heav'nly  manna  fall. 


592  HYMN  CCCCLIX. 

2  Mercy,  descending  from  above, 

In  softest  accents  pleads  ; 
O  may  each  tender  bosom  move, 
When  mercy  intercedes  ! 

3  Be  ours  the  bliss  in  wisdom's  way 

To  guide  untutor'd  youth  ; 
And  lead  the  mind,  that  went  astray, 
To  virtue  and  to  truth. 

4  Children  our  kind  protection  claim, 

And  God  will  well  approve, 
When  infants  learn  to  lisp  his  name, 
And  their  Creator  love. 

5  Delightful  work,  young  souls  to  win, 

And  turn  the  rising  race 
From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 
To  seek  redeeming  grace. 

6  Almighty  God,  thy  influ'nce  shed 

To  aid  this  good  design ; 
The  honours  of  thy  name  be  spread, 
And  all  thy  glory  shine. 

459_C.  P.  M.  Hymn  122.  B. 

Charity. 

1  IVfOW  let  our  hearts  conspire  to  raise 
JL  i    A  cheerful  anthem  to  his  praise, 

Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  : 
Let  music,  sweet  as  incense,  rise, 
With  grateful  odours,  to  the  skies ; 

The  work  of  joy  and  love. 

2  How  many  children,  Lord,  we  see 
In  ignorance  and  misery, 

Unprincipled,  untaught ! 
Shall  they  continue  still  to  lie 
In  ignorance  and  misery  1 

We  cannot  bear  the  thought. 


HYMN  CCCCLX,  CCCCLXI.  593 

3  We  feel  a  sympathising  heart ; 
Lord,  'tis  a  pleasure  to  impart, 

To  thee  thine  own  we  give  : 
Hear  thou  our  cry,  and  pitying  see ; 
O  let  these  children  live  to  thee  ! 

O  let  these  children  live  ! 

460— C.  M.  Hymn  117.  B.  2. 

Retirement. 

1  Tj^AR  from  the  world,  0  Lord,  I  flee, 
-L-     From  strife  and  tumult  far  : 
From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 

His  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  pray'r  and  praise  agree  : 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  Then,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
Oh,  with  what  peace  and  joy  and  love, 
She  there  communes  with  God  ! 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

461— C.  M.  Hymn  118.  B.  2. 

Evening  Twilight. 

LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  ev'ry  cumb'ring  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  pray'r. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 
The  penitential  tear, 


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594         HYMN  CCCCLXII,  CCCCLXIII. 

And  all  His  promises  to  plead 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  Him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heav'n  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driv'n. 

5  Thus  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

462— C.  M.  Hymn  106.  B.  2 

Passage  through  Life. 

1  ~\T7"E  seek  a  rest  beyond  the  skies, 

VV     In  everlasting  day  ; 
Through  floods  and  flames  the  passage  lies, 
But  Jesus  guards  the  way. 

2  The  swelling  flood,  and  raging  flame, 

Hear,  and  obey  his  word  ; 
Then  let  us  triumph  in  his  name, 
Our  Saviour  is  the  Lord. 

463— P.  M.  11.  Hymn  107.  B.  2. 

The  Pilgrim  of  Zion. 
AD  pilgrim  of  Zion,  tho1  chasten'd  awhile, 


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Thro"  this  dark  vale  of  tears,  hope  bids  thee 

to  smile  ; 
Far  spent  is  the  night ; — see  approaching  the  day 
That  calls  thee  from  sorrow  and  sighing  away. 


HYMN  CCCCLX1V.  595 

2  No  tear  of  repentance,  nor  wave  of  the  storm, 
Not  a  cloud  shall  e'er  darken  the  light  of  that 

morn, 
Where  thy  sun  sets  no  more,  but  for  ever  shall 

shine, 
Unsullied  in  beauty,  in  glory  divine. 

3  White  thy  robe,  wash'd  in  blood,  the  price  that 

was  giv'n 
To  redeem  thee  from  earth,  and    raise  thee   to 

heav'n ; 
Where  love  blooms  in  peace,  and  blest  joys  feast 

thy  sight, 
Where  God  is  thy  Glory,  the  Lord  thy  delight. 

4  O  Pilgrim,  till  then  be  thou  instant  in  pray'r, 
Life's    sorrows  and    pains    thy    Redeemer    will 

bear  ; 
Reposing  in  death,  still  the  love  that  ne'er  dies, 
Sheds  light  to  conduct  thee  in  peace  to  the  skiea 

464— L.  P.  M.  Hymn  103.  B.  2, 

The  Christian  Israel. 

1  npHUS  far  on  life's  perplexing  path, 

JL    Thus  far,  thou,  Lord,  our  steps  hast  led  ; 
Snatch'd  from  the  world's  pursuing  wrath, 
Unharm'd  though  floods  hung  o'er  our  head; 
Like  ransom 'd  Israel  on  the  shore, 
Here  then  we  pause,  look  back,  adore. 

2  Strangers,  and  pilgrims  here  below, 
Like  all  our  fathers  in  their  day, 
We  to  the  land  of  promise  go, 
Lord,  by  thine  own  appointed  way ; 
Still  guide,  illumine,  cheer  our  flight 
In  cloud  by  day,  in  fire  by  night. 


596  HYMN  CCCCLXV. 

3  Safety  thy  presence  is,  and  rest. 
While,  as  the  eagle  o'er  her  brood, 
Flutters  her  pinions,  stirs  the  nest, 
Covers,  defends,  provides  them  food, 
Bears  on  her  wings,  instructs  to  fly, — 
Thy  love  prepares  us  for  the  sky. 

4  Protect  us  through  the  wilderness, 
From  fiery  serpents,  plague,  and  foe ; 
With  bread  from  heav'n  thy  people  bless, 
And  living  streams  where'er  we  go ; 
Nor  let  our  rebel  hearts  repine, 

Or  follow  any  voice  but  thine. 

5  Thy  holy  law  to  us  proclaim, 
But  not  from  Sinai's  top  alone  ; 
Hid  in  the  rock-cleft,  be  thy  name, 
Thy  pow'r  and  all  thy  goodness  shown ; 
And  may  we  never  bow  the  knee, 

Nor  worship  any  God  but  thee. 

6  When  we  have  number'd  all  our  years, 
And  stand  at  length  on  Jordan's  brink, 
Though  the  flesh  fail  with  mortal  fears, 
O  let  not  then  the  spirit  sink : 

But  strong  in  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
Plunge  through  the  stream  to  rise  above. 

465— L.  M.  Hymn  52,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

Temptations. 

1  r  I  THUS  far  my  God  has  led  me  on, 

A    And  made  his  truth  and  mercy  known  j 
My  hopes  and  fears  alternate  rise, 
And  comforts  mingle  with  my  sighs. 

2  Thro'  this  wide  wilderness  I  roam, 
Far  distant  from  my  blissful  home ; 
Lord,  let  thy  presence  be  my  stay, 
And  guard  me  in  this  dang'rous  way. 


HYMN  CCCCLXVI.  59: 

3  Temptations  ev'ry  where  annoy, 

And  sins  and  snares  my  peace  destroy  j 
My  earthly  joys  are  from  me  torn, 
And  oft  an  absent  God  I  mourn. 

4  My  soul  with  various  tempests  toss'd ; 
Her  hopes  o"erturn'd,  her  projects  cross'd ; 
Sees  ev'ry  day  new  straits  attend, 

And  wonders  where  the  scene  will  end. 

5  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road, 
Which  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  God  1 
Are  these  the  toils  thy  people  know, 
While  in  the  wilderness  below  1 

6  'Tis  even  so — thy  faithful  love 

Doth  all  thy  children's  graces  prove  ; — 
'Tis  thus  our  pride  and  self  must  fall, 
That  Jesus  may  be  All  in  all. 

466— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  264.  Add 

The  Family   Vow. 


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AND  my  house  will  serve  the  Lord : 
But  first,  obedient  to  his  word, 

I  must  myself  appear  ; 
By  actions,  words,  and  temper,  show 
That  I  my  heavenly  Master  know, 

And  serve  with  heart  sincere. 

2  I  must  the  fair  example  set ; 

From  those  that  on  thy  pleasure  wait, 
Each  stumbling-block  remove  j 

Their  duty  by  my  life  explain ; 

And  still  in  all  my  works  maintain 
The  dignity  of  love. 

3  Easy  to  be  entreated,  mild, 
Quickly  appeased  and  reconciled, 

A  follower  of  my  God  ; 


598  HYMN  CCCCLXVII. 

A  saint,  indeed,  I  long  to  be, 
And  lead  my  faithful  family 
In  the  celestial  road. 

4  Lord,  if  thou  didst  the  wish  infuse, 
A  vessel  fitted  for  thy  use, 

Into  thy  hands  receive ; 
Work  in  me  both  to  will  and  do, 
And  show  them  how  believers  true, 

And  real  Christians  live. 


THE  CHURCH. 

1.  General  Character. 

2.  Her  Worship. 

3.  Ministry. 

4.  Sacraments. 

467—L.  M.  Hymn  21,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

The  Church. 

1  OHOUT!  for  the  blessed  Jesus  reigns, 

O   Thro'  distant  lands  his  triumphs  spread  J 
And  sinners,  freed  from  endless  pains, 
Own  him  their  Saviour  and  their  head. 

2  He  calls  his  chosen  from  afar, 
They  all  at  Zioivs  gate  arrive  ; 
Those  who  were  dead  in  sin  before, 
By  sov'reign  grace  are  made  alive. 

3  Gentiles  and  Jews  his  laws  obey, 
Nations  remote  their  ofFrings  bring, 
And,  unconstrain'd,  their  homage  pay 
To  their  exalted  God  and  King. 


HYMN  CCCCLXVIII.  599 

4  0  may  his  Holy  Church  increase, 
His  Word  and  Spirit  still  prevail  ; 
While  angels  celebrate  his  praise, 
And  saints  his  growing  glories  hail! 

5  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb, 
From  all  below  and  all  above  ; 
In  lofty  songs  exalt  his  name, 
In  songs,  as  lasting  as  his  love. 

468— 8s  7s.  Hymn  179.  Add. 

The  Glories  of  the  Church. 

1  fl  LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
vJ"  Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 

He,  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken, 

Chose  thee  for  his  own  abode. 
On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

Who  can  shake  her  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  wall  surrounded, 

She  can  smile  at  all  her  foes. 

2  See  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  her  sons  and  daughters, 

And  the  fear  of  want  remove  : 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Onward  flows  her  Thirst  t'  assuage — 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord — the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hov'ring, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  cov'ring, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 
Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He,  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken, 

Forms  thee  for  his  own  abode. 


fiOO  CCCCLXIX,  CCCCLXX. 

469—L.  M.  Hymn  185.  Add. 

The  Church. 

1  ~\T7E  are  a  garden,  wall'd  around, 

W     Chosen  and  made  peculiar  ground; 
A  little  spot  enclosed  by  grace, 
Out  of  the  world's  wide  wilderness. 

2  Like  trees  of  myrrh  and  spice  we  stand, 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  hand, 
And  all  our  springs  in  Zion  flow, 

To  make  the  young  plantation  grow. 

3  Awake,  0  heavenly  wind,  and  come, 
Blow  on  this  garden  of  perfume, 
Spirit  divine,  descend  and  breathe 

A  gracious  gale  on  plants  beneath. 

4  Make  our  best  spices  flow  abroad, 
To  entertain  our  Saviour,  God ; 
Let  faith,  and  love,  and  joy,  appear, 
And  every  grace  be  active  here. 

470— 12s  lis.  Hymn  183.  Add. 

The  House  of  God. 

1  r  |  ^HERE'S  a  refuge  of  peace,  from  the  tempests 
JL  that  beat, 

From  the  dark  clouds   that  threaten,  from   the 
wild  wind  that  blows, 
A  holy,  a  sweet,  and  a  lovely  retreat, 
A  spring  of  refreshment,  a  place  of  repose. 

2  'Tis  the  house  of  my  God  — 'tis  the  dwelling  of 

prayer — 
'Tis    the    temple  all   hallow'd    by  blessing  an'l 

praise ; 
If  sorrow  and  faithlessness  conquer  me  there, 
My  heart  to  the  throne  of  his  grace  I  can  raise, 


HYMN  CCCCLXX1.  CCCCLXXII.        601 

3  For  a  refuge  like  this,  oh  !   what  praises  are  due, 
For  a  rest  so  serene,  for  a  covert  so  fair  ; 

Ah,  why  are  the  seasons  of  worship  so  few? 
Ah,  why  are  so  seldom  the  meetings  of  prayer? 

471— L.  M.  Hymn  180.  Add. 

Admission  of  Members. 

1  TT^INDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
_t\-   A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  he  alone  can  give. 

2  To  you  and  us,  by  grace  'tis  given. 

To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name ; 
And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heaven, 
Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 

3  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

4  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 
And  suffer'd  for  us  here  below; 
The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  his  mercy  will  bestow. 

5  Thus  as  the  moments  pass  away, 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore, 
And  think  upon  that  glorious  day 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

472— L.  M.  Hymn  181.  Add. 

Young  Converts. 
1  TT7  ELCOME,  ye  hopeful  heirs  of  heav'n, 
VV     To  this  rich  gospel  feast  of  love ; 
This  pledge  is  but  the  prelude  given 
To  that  immortal  feast  above. 
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602  HYMN  CCCCLXXIII. 

2  How  great  the  blessing,  thus  to  meet 
Around  the  sacramental  board, 

And  hold,  by  faith,  communion  sweet 
With  Christ,  our  dear  and  common  Lord. 

3  And  if  so  sw3et  this  feast  below, 
What  will  it  be  to  meet  above, 
Where  all  we  see,  and  feel,  and  know, 
Are  fruits  of  everlasting  love. 

4  Soon  shall  we  tune  the  heavenly  lyre, 
Whilst  list'ning  worlds  the  song  approve ; 
Eternity  itself  expire, 

Ere  we  exhaust  the  theme  of  love. 

473— C.  M.  Hymn  184.  Add. 

Church's  Appeal. 

1  "TT7HY  should st  thou  linger  to  obey 

VV     Thy  Saviour's  great  command'? 
Why  from  his  blessed  gospel  feast 
At  awful  distance  stand  ? 

2  Why  shouldst  thou  not  his  death  record, 

And  with  his  people  join, 

To  take  the  sacramental  bread, 

And  sacramental  wine  ? 

3  Why  shouldst  thou  say  "  I  am  too  young  V 

Or  fear  thou  art  unfit? 
Shouldst  thou  not  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
And  to  his  yoke  submit  ? 

4  Why  shouldst  thou  hesitate  to  go, 

And  friendly  counsel  take  ? 
His  servants  may  resolve  thy  doubts, 
And  words  of  comfort  speak. 

5  Arise,  arise,  go,  seek  advice ; 

And  if  thou  art  sincere, 
With  haste  obey  thy  dying  Lord, 
And  with  his  saints  appear. 


HYMN  CCCCLXXIV.  603 

474— P.  M.  Hymn  100.  B.  1. 

At  the  forming  of  a  Church. 

1  1^1  REAT  Father  of  mankind, 

VX  We  bless  that  wondrous  grace 

Which  could  for  Gentiles  find 

Within  thy  courts  a  place  ; 
How  kind  the  care  our  God  displays, 
For  us  to  raise  a  house  of  prayer  1 

2  Tho'  once  estranged  far, 

We  now  approach  the  throne ; 

For  Jesus  brings  us  near, 

And  makes  our  cause  his  own  ; 

Strangers  no  more,  to  thee  we  come, 

And  find  our  home,  and  rest  secure. 

3  To  thee  our  souls  we  join. 
And  love  thy  sacred  name ; 
No  more  our  own,  but  thine, 
We  triumph  in  thy  claim  : 

Our  Father  King,  thy  cov*nant  grace, 
Our  souls  embrace,  thy  titles  sing. 

4  Here  in  thy  house  we  feast 
On  dainties  all  divine  ; 

And  while  such  sweets  we  taste, 

With  joy  our  faces  shine  : 
Incense  shall  rise  from  flames  of  love, 
And  God  approve  the  sacrifice. 

5  May  all  the  nations  throng 
To  worship  in  thy  house  ! 
And  thou  attend  the  song, 
And  smile  upon  their  vows: 

Indulgent  still,  till  earth  conspire 
To  join  the  choir  on  Zioris  hill ! 


604      HYMN  CCCCLXXV,  CCCCLXXVI. 

WORSHIP. 

475— S.  M.  Hymn  182/ Add. 

Public  Worship. 

1  TJ  OW  pleased  was  I  to  bear 
XJL   The  friends  of  Zion  say, 

Now  to  her  courts  let  us  repair 
And  keep  the  solemn  day. 

2  Hither  the  rich  and  poor, 
Their  various  offerings  bring. 

And  in  harmonious  strains  adore, 
Their  Maker,  and  their  King. 

3  Here  beams  of  mercy  shine, 
And  streams  of  goodness  flow  ; 

Here  we  may  feast  on  joys  divine, 
And  taste  of  heaven  below. 

4  Here  I  would  ever  stay ; 
Or,  if  I  must  remove, 

Come,  angels,  bear  me  swift  away, 
To  brighter  scenes  above. 

476— P.  M.  8,  7,  4.  Hymn  124.  B  2. 

jit  the  close  of  Worship. 

1  T    ORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
J_i   Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 

Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  ; 
Oh,  refresh  us, 
Trav'ling  through  this  wilderness ! 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound ! 


HYMN  CCCCLXXVII.  605 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found  ! 
So,  whene'er  the  signal's  giv'n, 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away ; 
Borne  on  angels1  wings  to  heav'n, 
Glad  to  leave  our  cumbrous  clay, 
May  we,  ready, 
Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day ! 


477— C.  M.  Hymn  156.  Add. 

Confidence  in  God. 

1  A  PPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
JLl.  Where  Jesus  answers  prayer ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 

For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh  ; 
Thou  callest  burden'd  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  0  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  sorrow  sore  oppress'd, 
By  war  without  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  Shield  and  Hiding-place, 

That,  shelter'd  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him,  thou  hast  died. 

5  O,  wondrous  love  !  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 


606     HYMN  CCCCLXXVIII,  CCCCLXXIX. 

478— L.  M.  Hymn  45,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

Prayer. 

1  TIT  HERE  is  my  God  1  does  he  retire 

V  V     Beyond  the  reach  of  humble  sighs  1 
Are  these  weak  breathings  of  desire 
Too  languid  to  ascend  the  skies? 

2  No,  Lord  !  the  breathings  of  desire, 
The  weak  petition,  if  sincere, 

Is  not  forbidden  to  aspire  ; 

But  reaches  thy  all-gracious  ear. 

3  Look  up,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  eye, 
See  where  the  great  Redeemer  stands ; 
The  glorious  Advocate  on  high  ; 
With  precious  incense  in  his  hands. 

4  He  sweetens  ev'ry  humble  groan, 
He  recommends  each  broken  prayer : 
Recline  thy  hope  on  Him  alone, 
Whose  pow*r  and  love  forbid  despair. 

479— C.  M.  Hymn  113.  B.  2 

The  nature  of  Prayer. 

1  T)RAY"R  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
JL      Utter'd  or  unexpress'd  ; 

The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Pray'r  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear  ; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Pray'r  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try ; 
Pray'r  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  majesty  on  high. 


HYMN  CCCCLXXX.  607 

4  Pray'r  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 
The  Christian's  native  air, 

The  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death  i- 
He  enters  heav'n  with  pray'r. 

5  Pray'r  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 
Returning  from  his  ways  ; 

While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "  Behold,  he  prays  !" 

6  In  pray'r  on  earth,  the  saints  are  one  : 
They're  one  in  word  and  mind  ; 

When,  with  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Sweet  fellowship  they  find. 

7  O  thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 
The  life,  the  truth,  the  way, 

The  path  of  pray'r  thyself  hast  trod ; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

480— C.  M.  Hymn  112.  B.  2. 

Preparation  for  Prayer. 

1  "|[~   ORD,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 
-Li    With  rev'rence  and  with  fear  ; 
Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 

We  may,  we  must  draw  near. 

2  God  of  all  grace,  we  come  to  thee, 

With  broken,  contrite  hearts  ; 
Give,  what  thine  eyes  delight  to  see, 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts. 

3  Give  deep  humility — the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give  ; 
A  strong  desiring  confidence 
To  hear  thy  voice,  and  live ; — 

4  Faith  in  the  only  sacrifice 

That  can  for  sin  atone  ; 
To  cast  our  hopes,  to  fix  our  eyes 
On  Christ,  on  Christ  alone  ; — 


6f  8      HYMN  CCCCLXXXI,  CCCCLXXXII. 

5  Patience  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay  ; 
Courage  our  fainting  souls  to  keep. 
And  trust  thee  though  thou  slay. 

6  Give  these,  and  then  thy  will  be  done, 

Thus  strengthen'd  with  all  might, 
"We  by  thy  Spirit,  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

481— L.  M.  Hymn  45,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

Exhortation  to  Prayer. 

1  "TT7  HAT  various  hindrances  we  meet, 

VV     In  coining  to  a  mercy-seat ! 
Yet  who,  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
"But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  make3  the  darken'd  cloud  withdraw ; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw — 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love — 

Brings  ev'ry  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight  ; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright : 
And  Satan  trembles,  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Were  half  the  breath  that's  vainly  spent, 
To  heav'n  in  supplication  sent — 

Our  cheerful  song  would  oft'ner  be, 

'•  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me !" 

482— L.  M.  Hymn  125.  B.  2. 

Social   Worship. 
1  "  TT7HERE  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord, 
VV      Obedient  to  their  sov'reign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  pray'r  and  praise — 


HYMN  CCCCLXXXIII.  609 

2  "  There,  says,  the  Saviour,  will  I  be, 
Amid  this  little  company ; 

To  them  unveil  my  shining  face, 

And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place." 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word  ; 

Now  send  thy  spirit  from  above, 

Now  fill  o.r  hearts  with  heav'nly  love. 

483— L.  M.  Hymn  111.  B.  2 

The  Mercy  Seat. 

1  T^  ROM  ev'ry  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
-F  From  ev'ry  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat, 

'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy  seat. 

2  There  is  a  place,  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads  ; 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet, 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy  seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene,  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend, 
Though  sunder'd  far,  by  faith  they  meet, 
Around  one  common  mercy  seat. 

4  Ah!  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismay"d  ? 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat, 
Had  suft'ring  saints  no  mercy  scat  ? 

5  There,  there  on  eagle"s  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin,  and  sense,  seem  all  no  more  ; 
And  heav"n  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy  seat. 

6  O,  let  my  hand  forget  her  skill, 
My  tongue  be  silent,  cold  and  still, 
This  bounding  heart  forget  to  beat, 
If  I  forget  thy  mehcx  seat. 

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610  HYMN  CCCCLXXXIV. 

484— lis.  Hymn  120.  Add 

Pray  urithout  ceasing. 

1  "TT7HEN  morning  is  rising,  o'er  mountain  and 

VV      lawn, 
And  every  thing  waketh  to  welcome  the  dawn. 
When  far  down  the  valley  the  mists  fly  away, 
Arouse    thee    from    slumber,    arouje    thee    and 
pray. 

2  And  when    the   still  noon  in    its    beauty  draws 

nigh, 
And  nature  seems  ready  to  languish  and  die, 
Then    halt    on    thy  march,  in    the    heat  of  the 

day, 
Then    lift   up    thy  thoughts    to  thy  Father,  and 

pray. 

3  When  evening  descends  like  a  spirit  of  peace, 
And  labour  and  tumult  grow  fainter  and  cease, 
When  night  cometh  down  in  her  starry  array, 
Then  haste  to  the  God  of  thy  spirit  and  pray. 

4  Remember  his  goodness,  whose    hand  has  sup 

plied 
Each  want  of  thy  bosom,  nor  ever  denied 
The  smiles  of  his  bounty  to  gladden  thy  way; 
Remember  his  goodness,  and  gratefully  pray. 

5  Oh,  pray  to  him  always,  in  sorrow  and  joy, 
When  peace  is  around  thee,  or  troubles  annoy; 
The    light    of   his    presence    the    storm    shall 

allay, 
Or  temper  thy  gladness — then  constantly  pray. 


HYMN  CCCCLXXXV,  CCCCLXXXVI.   611 

485— S.  M.  Hymn  45,  Pt  2.  B.  1. 

The  prayer  of  faith. 

1  npHE  Lord  who  truly  knows 
-I-    The  heart  of  ev'ry  saint, 

Invites  us,  by  his  holy  word, 
To  pray,  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear ! 
We  never  plead  in  vain  ; 

Yet  we  must  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Tho'  unbelief  suggest 

Why  should  we  longer  wait  ? 
He  bids  us  never  give  him  rest; 
But  be  importunate. 

4  'Twas  thus  a  widow  poor, 
Without  support  or  friend, 

Beset  the  unjust  judge "s  door, 
And  gain'd  at  last  her  end. 

5  And  shall  not  Jesus  hear 
His  chosen,  when  they  cry  ? 

Yes;  tho'  he  may  a  while  forbear, 
He'll  not  their  suit  deny. 

6  Then  let  us  earnest  be, 
And  never  faint  in  prayer ; 

He  loves  our  importunity, 

And  makes  our  cause  his  care. 


486— L.  M.  Hymn  45,  Pt  4.  B.  I. 

Lord's  Prayer. 
|UR  Father,  thron'd  in  heav'n,  divine. 
To  thy  great  name  be  praises  paid : 
Thy  kingdom  come, — Thy  glory  shine  j 
And  thy  good  will  be  still  obey'd. 


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612  HYMN  CCCCLXXXVII. 

2  Give  us  our  bread  from  day  to  clay, 
And  all  our  wants  do  thou  supply : 
With  gospel-truth  feed  us,  we  pray, 
That  we  may  never  faint,  nor  die. 

3  Extend  thy  grace,  our  hearts  renew, 
Our  each  offence  in  love  forgive  ; 
Teach  us  divine  forgiveness  too, 
And,  freed  from  evil,  let  us  live. 

4  For  thine's  the  kingdom,  and  the  pow'r, 
And  all  the  glory  waits  thy  name ; 

Let  ev'ry  saint  thy  grace  adore, 

And  sound  in  songs  their  loud  Amen. 


487— C.  M.  Hymn  46,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

Our  Father. 

OV:REIGN  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 
Allow  our  humble  claim; 
Nor,  while  poor  worms  would  raise  their  hends, 
Disdain  a  Father's  name. 


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2  Our  Father  God  !  how  sweet  the  sound 

How  tender  and  how  dear ! 
Not  all  the  melody  of  heav'n 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 

3  Come,  sacred  spirit,  seal  the  name 

On  my  expanding  heart ; 
And  show,  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 

4  Cheer'd  by  a  signal  so  divine, 

Unwav'ring  I  believe  : 
Thou  know*st  I  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
Nor  can  thy  word  deceive. 


HYMN  CCCCLXXXVIII,  CCCCLXXXIX.  G13 

488— L.  M.  Hymn  46,  Pt.  2.  B.  1 

Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  in  Heaven. 

1  "T\ESCEND  from  heav'n,  immortal  Dove, 
JL/    Stoop  down  and  take  us  on  thy  wings ; 
And  mount  and  bear  us  far  above 

The  reach  of  these  inferior  things  ; 

2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  sky, 
Up  where  eternal  ages  roll, 
Where  solid  pleasures  never  die, 
And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 

3  0  for  a  sight,  a  blissful  sight 

Of  our  almighty  Father's  throne  ! 

There  sits  the  Saviour,  crown'd  with  light, 

Cloth'd  in  a  body,  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 

While  thrones  and  pow'rs  before  him  fall  j 
And  God  shines  gracious  thro'  the  man, 
And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  all. 

5  0  what  amazing  joys  they  feel, 
While  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing, 
And  sit  on  ev'ry  heav*nly  hill, 

And  spread  the  triumphs  of  their  King ! 

6  When  shall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 
That  I  shall  mount,  to  dwell  above, 
And  stand,  and  bow,  and  worship  there, 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing,  and  love  1 

489— C.  M.  Hymn  40,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

Rejoicing  in  God  our  Father. 
1    /^iOME,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace, 
v_y   And  sing  the  Saviour's  love  : 
Soon  shall  you  join  the  glorious  theme, 
In  loftier  strains  above. 


614  HYMN  CCCCXC. 

2  God,  the  eternal,  mighty  God, 

To  dearer  names  descends  : 

Calls  you  his  treasure  and  his  joy, 

His  children  and  his  friends. 

3  My  Father  God !  and  may  these  lips 

Pronounce  a  name  so  dear ! 
Not  thus  could  heav'n's  sweet  harmony 
Delight  my  listening  ear. 

4  Thanks  to  my  God  for  ev'ry  gift, 

His  bounteous  hands  bestow; 
And  thanks  eternal  for  that  love 
Whence  all  those  comforts  flow. 

5  For  ever  let  my  grateful  heart 

His  boundless  grace  adore; 
Which  gives  ten  thousand  blessings  now, 
And  bids  me  hope  for  more. 

490— C.  M.  Hymn  47,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

Hallowed  be  thy  Name. 

1  \  MONG  the  princes,  earthly  gods, 
il    There's  none  hath  pow'r  divine  ; 
Nor  are  their  names  nor  works,  O  Lord, 
Nor  natures,  like  to  thine. 

2  Thy  matchless  pow'r,  thy  sov'reign  sway, 
The  nations  shall  adore  ; 

Their  long  misguided  prayers  and  praise 
To  thee,  O  God,  restore. 

3  Let  all  confess  thy  name,  and  know 
The  wonders  thou  hast  done  ; 

Let  all  adore  thee,  God  supreme, 
And  own  thee  God  alone. 

4  While  heav'n,  and  all  who  dwell  on  high, 
To  thee  their  voices  raise  ; 

Let  the  whole  earth  assist  the  sky, 
And  join  t'  advance  thy  praise. 


HYMN   CCCCXCI,  CCCCXCII.  615 

491— L.  M.  Hymn  48,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

Thy  kingdom  come. 

1  A  SCEND  thy  throne,  almighty  King, 
-Z~\.  And  spread  thy  glories  all  abroad  j 
Let  thine  own  arm  salvation  bring, 
And  be  thou  known  the  gracious  God. 

2  Let  millions  bow  before  thy  seat, 
Let  humble  mourners  seek  thy  face  ; 
Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdued  by  thy  victorious  grace. 

3  0 !  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 
Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord  ; 
Let  saints  and  angels  praise  thy  name, 
Be  thou  thro'  heav'n  and  earth  ador'd. 

492— L.  M.  Hymn  48,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

Prayer  for  the  spread  of  the  gospel. 

1  T)  RIGHT  as  the  sun's  meridian  blaze, 
-D   Vast  as  the  blessings  he  conveys, 
Wide  as  he  shines  from  pole  to  pole, 
And  permanent  as  his  control : 

2  So,  Jesus,  let  thy  kingdom  come  ; 
Let  sin  and  hell's  terrific  gloom 
Swift,  at  thy  brightness,  flee  away, 
And  usher  in  the  promis'd  day. 

3  Then  shall  the  heathen,  fiU'd  with  awe, 
Learn  the  blest  knowledge  of  tby  law  : 
And  Antichrist,  on  ev'ry  shore, 

Fall  from  his  throne  to  rise  no  more. 

4  Then  shall  thy  lofty  praise  resound 

On  Afric's  shores — thro'  Asia's  ground  ; 

And  Europe  with  America 

Shall  stretch  their  eager  arms  to  thee. 


616         HYMIS    CCCCXCIII,  CCCCXCIV. 

5  Then  shall  the  Jew  and  Gentile  meet 
In  pure  devotion  at  thy  feet : 
And  earth  shall  yield  thee,  as  thy  duet 
Her  fulness  and  her  glory  too. 

493— L.  M.  Hymn  48,  Pt.  3.  B.  1, 

Prayer  for  the  Jews. 

1  THATHER  of  faithful  Abra'm,  hear 
-L      Our  earnest  suit  for  Abram's  seed ; 
Justly  they  claim  the  tend'rest  prayer 
From  us,  adopted  in  their  stead  : 

2  Outcasts  from  thee,  and  scatter'd  wide 
Thro'  ev'ery  nation  under  heav'n, 
Blaspheming  whom  they  crucified, 
Unsav"d,  unpitied,  unforgiv  n. 

3  But  hast  thou  finally  forsook. 
For  ever  cast  thine  own  away  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  bid  the  murd*rers  look 

On  him  they  pierc'd.  and  weep  and  pray? 

4  Come,  then,  thou  great  Deliv*rer,  come ; 
The  veil  from  Jacolfs  heart  remove, 

O  !  bring  thine  ancient  people  home, 
And  let  them  know  thy  dying  love  ! 

494— L.  M.  Hymn  48,  Pt.  4.  B.  1 

Millennium. 
OOK  up,  ye  saints,  with  sweet  surprise, 
Toward  the  joyful,  coming  day, 
When  Jesus  shall  descend  the  skies, 
And  form  a  bright  and  dazzling  ray. 

Nations  shall  in  a  day  be  born, 
And  swift,  like  doves,  to  Jesus  fly ; 
The  church  shall  know  no  clouds  return, 
Nor  sorrows  mixing  with  their  joy. 


L' 


RyMN  CCCCXCV.  617 

3  The  lion  and  the  lamb  shall  feed 
Together  in  his  peaceful  reign  ; 
And  Zion,  blest  with  heavnly  bread, 
Of  pinching  wants  no  more  complain. 

4  The  Jew,  the  Greek,  the  bond,  the  free, 
Shall  boast  their  sep'rate  rights  no  more  ; 
But  join  in  sweetest  harmony, 

Their  Lord,  their  Saviour  to  adore. 

5  Thus,  till  a  thousand  years  be  past, 
Shall  holiness  and  peace  prevail ; 
And  ev'ry  knee  shall  bow  to  Christ, 
And  ev'ry  tongue  shall  Jesus  hail. 

6  Then  the  redeemed  shall  mount  on  high, 
Where  their  deliv'ring  Prince  is  gone ; 
And  angels  at  his  word  shall  fly, 

To  bless  them  with  the  conq'ror's  crown. 

495— L.  M.  Hymn  49,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

Thy  will  be  done  on  Earth  as  it  is  in  Heaven. 

1  rpHOU  reign  st,  0  Lord,  thy  throne  is  high, 

JL    Thy  robes  are  light  and  majesty ; 
Thy  pow'r  is  sov'reign  to  fulfil 
The  holy  counsels  of  thy  will. 

2  Thy  will  be  done  on  earth  below, 
As  'tis  in  heav'n ;  thy  giace  bestow 
On  us  and  all ;  may  we  and  they 
Renounce  our  wills,  and  thine  obey. 

3  While  all  the  hosts  of  heav'n  rejoice 
To  yield  obedience  to  thy  voice ; 

In  constancy,  and  zeal,  and  love, 
May  we  resemble  those  above. 


618  CCCCXCVI,  CCCCXCVII. 

496— L.  M.  Hymn  50,  Pt.  1.  B.  1, 

Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread. 

1  1%/j  OST  gracious  Father,  God  of  all, 
J.VJ.   To  thee  we  come,  on  thee  we  call, 
By  whom  both  man  and  beast  are  fed : 
Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread. 

2  All  our  supplies  on  thee  depend  ; 
Whate'er  we  want,  in  mercy  send ; 
Thou  art  the  glorious  fountain-head, 
Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread. 

3  Nothing,  0  Lord,  do  we  deserve ; 

The  thought  of  merit  we  would  dread ; 
'Tis  as  an  alms  alone  we  crave, 
Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread. 

4  Forgiving  grace  do  thou  impart, 
To  cheer  and  sanctify  each  heart ; 
May  we  in  death  join  with  our  Head, 
And  feed  on  Christ  the  living  bread. 

497— C.  M.  Hymn  51.  B    I 

Forgive  us  our  debts,  as  we  forgive  our  debtors. 

1  T    ORD,  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie, 
JLi   And  knock  at  mercy's  door  ; 
With  heavy  heart  and  downcast  eye, 

Thy  favour  we  implore. 

2  In  deep  distress  we  seek  thy  face, 

Forgiveness  to  receive  ; 
We  trust  our  souls  are  taught  thro'  grace, 
Our  debtors  to  forgive. 

3  'Tis  pardon,  pardon  we  implore, 

O  let  thy  bowels  move ! 
Thy  grace  is  an  exhaustless  store, 
And  thou  thyself  art  love. 


HYMN  CCCCXCVIII.  619 

4  0 !  for  thine  own,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

Our  many  sins  forgive  ; 
Thy  grace  our  rocky  hearts  can  break, 
And  breaking  soon  relieve. 

5  Mercy,  good  Lord,  mercy  we  plead, 

This  is  the  total  sum  ; 
Mercy,  thro'  Christ,  mercy  we  need  ; 
Lord,  let  thy  mercy  come. 


498— C.  M.  Hymn  52,  Pt.  2,  B.  1. 

Deliver  us  from  evil. 

1  rpEACH  us,  0  Lord,  aright  to  plead, 
-L    For  mercies  from  above  : 

O  !  come,  and  bless  our  souls  indeed, 
With  light,  and  joy,  and  love. 

2  The  gospel's  promis'd  land  is  wide, 

We  fain  would  enter  in ; 
But  we  are  press'd  on  ev'ry  side, 
With  unbelief  and  sin. 

3  Arise,  O  Lord,  enlarge  our  coast, 

Let  us  possess  the  whole  ; 
That  Satan  may  no  longer  boast, 
He  can  thy  work  control. 

4  0 !  may  thy  hand  be  with  us  still, 

Our  guide  and  guardian  be  ; 

To  keep  us  safe  from  ev'ry  ill, 

Till  death  shall  set  us  free. 

5  Help  us  on  thee  to  cast  our  care, 

And  on  thy  word  to  rest ; 
That  Israel's  God,  who  heaieth  praye*, 
Will  grant  us  our  request. 


620  HYMN  CCCCXCIX,  D. 

499— C.  M.  Hymn  52,  Pt.  4.  B.  1. 

Victory  through  free  grace. 

1  T   ET  me,  my  Saviour  and  my  God. 
-Li   On  sov 'reign  grace  rely ; 
And  own  'tis  free,  because  bestow'd 

On  one  so  vile  as  I. 

2  Election  !  'tis  a  word  divine  ; 

For,  Lord,  I  plainly  see, 
Had  not  thy  choice  prevented  mine, 
I  ne'er  had  chosen  thee. 

3  For  perseverance,  strength  I've  none ; 

But  would  on  this  depend, 
That  Jesus,  having  lov'd  his  own, 
Will  love  them  to  the  end. 

4  Empty  and  bare,  I  come  to  thee 

For  righteousness  divine  : 
O !  may  thy  glorious  merits  be, 
By  imputation,  mine. 

5  Free  grace  alone  can  wipe  the  tears 

From  my  lamenting  eyes ; 
And  raise  my  soul,  from  guilty  fears, 
To  joy  that  never  dies. 

6  Free  grace  can  death  itself  out-brave, 

And  take  the  sting  away : 
Can  sinners  to  the  utmost  save, 
And  give  them  victory. 

500— L.  M.  Hymn  52,  Pt.  5.  B. 

Thine  is  the  Kingdom,  Power,  and  Glory. 


'O 


UR  grateful  tongues,  immortal  King, 
Thy  glory  shall  for  ever  sing ; 
Our  hymns,  to  time's  remotest  day, 
Thy  truth  in  sacred  notes  display. 


HYMN  DI.  621 

2  What  powW}  0  Lord,  shall  vie  with  thine  ? 
What  name  among  the  saints,  who  shine, 
Of  equal  excellence  possess'd, 

Thy  sov'reignty  will  dare  contest? 

3  Thee,  Lord,  heav'n's  host  their  Maker  own, 
Thine  is  the  Kingdom,  thine  alone  ; 

Thee,  endless  majesty  has  crown'd, 
And  glory  ever  vests  thee  round. 

4  Thrones  and  dominions  round  thee  fall, 
Thy  presence  shakes  this  lower  ball : 
From  change  to  change  the  creatures  run ; 
But  all  thy  vast  designs  are  one. 

5  0  wise  in  all  thy  works !  thy  name 
Let  man's  whole  race  aloud  proclaim  ; 
And  grateful,  thro'  the  length  of  days, 
In  ceaseless  songs  repeat  thy  praise. 

501— L.  M.  Hymn  52,  Pt.  6.  B.  1 

Home  in  view. 

IAS.  when  the  weary  trav'ler  gains 
±x.  The  height  of  some  o'erlooking  hill, 
His  heart  revives,  if ?cross  the  plains 
He  eyes  his  home,  tho'  distant  still : 

2  Thus,  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views, 
By  faith,  his  mansion  in  the  skies ; 

The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

3  The  thought  of  home  his  spirit  cheers, 
No  more  he  grieves  for  troubles  past; 
Nor  any  future  trial  fears, 

So  he  may  safe  arrive  at  last. 

4  'Tis  there,  he  says,  I  am  to  dwell 
With  Jesus,  in  the  realms  of  day  : 


622  HYMN  DII. 

There  I  shall  bid  my  cares  farewell, 
And  he  will  wipe  my  tears  away. 

5  Jesus,  on  thee  our  hope  depends, 
To  lead  us  on  to  thine  abode ; 
Assur'd  our  home  will  make  amends 
For  all  our  toil  while  on  the  road. 

502— L.  M.  Hymn  52,  Pt.  7.  B.  L 

Amen. 

1  A  MEN  !  My  Father  hears  my  prayers, 
-ZjL  He  knows  my  sorrow,  counts  my  tears, 
He  never  said  to  Jacob's  race, 

In  vain  ye  seek  your  Father's  face. 

2  Amen  !  My  precious  Jesus  lives, 
And  access  to  his  people  gives ; 

A  rainbow  now  surrounds  the  throne  ; 
And  in  his  name  I  boldly  come. 

3  Amen !  the  Spirit  will  impart 
His  sacred  influence  to  my  heart ; 
He'll  teach  and  help  me  when  I  pray, 
Nor  shall  I  go  ashamed  away. 

4  Amen  !  The  words,  my  lips  pronounce, 
The  wishes  of  my  soul  announce  • 
And  God  more  willing  is  to  give, 
Than  I  am  willing  to  receive. 

5  Amen !  I  said,  when  first  I  gave 
Myself  to  Christ,  that  he  might  save  ; 
And  still  my  tongue  repeats  that  word, 
Whene'er  I  call  upon  my  Lord. 

6  Amen  !  I  will  not  faint  or  cease, 
But  wait  as  long  as  he  shall  please  : 
Depending,  praying,  pressing  on, 
Till  to  himself  he  takes  me  home. 


HYMN  DHL  623 

7  Amen !  The  cov'nant  is  secure, 

In  all  things  order'd  well,  and  sure : 
The  promises  confirm'd  remain  ; 
In  Christ  they're  yea,  in  him  Amen. 

8  Amen !  This  is  the  Saviour's  name, 
He  is  the  faithful,  true  Amen  ; 

As  he  hath  said,  so  shall  it  be, 
Amen  to  all  eternity. 


MINISTRY. 

503— S.  M.  Hymn  99.  B   J. 

The  gospel  Ministry. 

OW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 

Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 

And  words  of  peace  reveal! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice, 
How  sweet  the  tidings  are  ! 
"  Zion,  behold,  thy  Saviour-King, 

';  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 


1HI 


3  How  happy  are  our  ears 
That  hear  this  joyful  sound  ; 

Which  king?  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 
That  see  this  heav'nly  light! 

Prophets  and  kings  de=ir"d  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 
And  tuneful  notes  employ; 


624  HYMN  DiV,  DV. 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Thro'  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

504— C.  M.  Hymn  154.  B.  2 

The  Ministerial  Office. 

1  T   ET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
.1  J   And  take  th'  alarm  they  give  ; 
Now  let  them,  from  the  mouth  of  God, 

Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastors  care  demands; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart- 
It  fill'd  a  Saviours  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heav'nly  bliss  forego  ; — 
For  souls,  which  must  for  ever  live, 
In  raptures,  or  in  woe. 

4  May  they  that  Jesus,  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer,  see; 
And  watch  thou  daily  oer  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

505— L.  M.  Hymn  31,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

The  Commission. 

1  "  /^1  0  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord, 

VT  "Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive; 
w  He  shall  be  sav'd  that  trusts  my  v^ord 
"And  he  condemn'd  that  wont  believe. 


HYMN  DVI.  625 

t  "  I'll  make  your  great  commission  known  ; 
"  And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 
"  By  all  the  works,  that  I  have  done, 
"  By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

A  "  Go  heal  the  sick,  go  raise  the  dead, 
"  Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  name  ; 
"  Nor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 
"  Tho'  Greeks  reproach,  and  Jews  blasphem* 

4  "  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands, 

"  I'm  with  you,  till  the  world  shall  end ; 
u  All  pow'r  is  trusted  in  my  hands, 
"  I  can  destroy,  and  can  defend." 

5  He  spake,  and  light  shone  round  his  head, 
On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode  ; 
They  to  the  farthest  nations  spread 

The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 


506— L.  M.  Hymn  152.  B.  3 

Seeking  direction  to  the  choice  of  a  Pastor. 

1  OHEPHERD  of  Israel,  bend  thine  ear, 
O  Thy  servants'  groans  indulgent  hear  } 
Perplex'd,  distress'd,  to  thee  we  cry, 
And  seek  the  guidance  of  thine  eye. 

2  Send  forth,  0  Lord,  thy  truth  and  light, 
To  guide  our  doubtful  footsteps  right: 
Our  drooping  hearts,  0  God,  sustain, 
Nor  let  us  seek  thy  face  in  vain. 

3  Return,  in  ways  of  peace  return, 
Nor  let  thy  flock  neglected  mourn ; 
May  our  bless'd  eyes  a  shepherd  see, 
Dear  to  our  souls,  and  dear  to  thee. 

27 


626  HYMN  DVII,  DVIII. 

507— C.  M.  Hymn  103.  B.  1 

Praise  to  God  for  sending  a  Gospel  Minister. 

1  N^O  thy  great  name,  O  Prince  of  peace, 
JL     Our  grateful  songs  we  raise  ; 

Accept,  thou  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
The  tribute  of  our  praise. 

2  In  widow'd  state  these  walls  no  more 

Their  mourning  weeds  shall  wear  ; 
Thy  messenger  shall  joy  restore, 
And  ev'ry  loss  repair. 

3  Thy  providence  our  souls  admire, 

With  joy  its  windings  trace  ; 

And  shout  with  one  united  choir 

The  triumphs  of  thy  grace. 

4  Our  happy  union.  Lord,  maintain, 

Here  let  thy  presence  dwell ; 
And  thousands,  loosed  from  Satan's  chain, 
Raise  from  the  brink  of  hell. 

5  Distressed  churches  pity.  Lord, 

Their  dismal  breaches  close  ; 

Their  sons  unite  in  sweet  accord, 

And  troubled  minds  compose. 

6  In  all  be  purity  maintain'd, 

Peace  like  a  river  flow ; 
And  pious  zeal,  and  love  unfeign'd, 
In  ev'ry  bosom  glow. 

508— L.  M.  Hymn  102.  B.  1 

At  the  ordination  of  a  Minister. 

1   O HEPHERD  of  Israel,  thou  dost  keep, 
O  With  constant  care,  thy  humble  sheep  ; 
By  thee  inferior  Pastors  rise, 
To  feed  our  souls,  and  bless  our  eyes. 


HYMN    DIX.  627 

2  To  all  thy  churches  such  impart, 
Prepar'd  according  to  thy  heart ; 
"Whose  courage,  watchfulness,  and  love, 
Men  may  attest,  and  God  approve. 

3  Fed  by  their  active,  tender  care, 
Healthful  may  all  thy  sheep  appear; 
And,  by  their  fair  example  led, 
The  way  to  Zion's  pastures  tread ! 

4  Here,  hast  thou  listen'd  to  our  vows, 
And  scatter  d  blessings  on  thy  house ; 
Thy  saints  are  succourd,  and  no  more 
As  sheep  without  a  guide  deplore. 

5  Completely  heal  each  former  stroke, 
And  bless  the  shepherd  and  the  flock; 
Confirm  the  hopes  thy  mercies  raise, 
And  own  this  tribute  of  our  praise. 

509— 8s.  Hymn  250.  Add. 

Prayer  for  Ministers. 

1  T^ATHEB.  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
Jl      Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer  ; 
We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee  j 
Successful  may  they  ever  be. 

2  Clothe  them  with  energy  divine, 
And  let  their  messages  be  thine  : 
To  them  thy  sacred  truth  reveal ; 
Suppress  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 

3  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed ; 
Teach  them,  thy  chosen  flock  to  feed  ; 
Teach  them,  immortal  souls  to  gain — 
Souls  that  will  well  reward  their  pain. 

4  Let  thronging  multitudes  around, 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound  : 


628  HYMN  DX,  DXI. 

In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  thy  new-creating  power. 

5  How  great  their  work,  how  vast  their  charge ; 
Do  thou  their  anxious  souls  enlarge, 
Till  light  through  distant  realms  be  spread, 
And  Zion  rear  her  drooping  head. 

510— C.  M.  Hymn  251.  Add 

Prayer  for  the  Minister. 

1  flHIEF  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  sheep, 
V_^   From  death  and  sin  set  free, 

May  every  under-shepberd  keep 
His  eye  intent  on  thee. 

2  With  plenteous  grace  their  hearts  prepare, 

To  execute  thy  will ; 
Compassion,  patience,  love,  and  care, 
•And  faithfulness  and  skill. 

3  Inflame  their  minds  with  holy  zeal, 

The  flock  to  feed  and  teach, 
And  let  them  live,  and  let  them  feel, 
The  sacred  truths  they  preach. 

4  0  never  let  the  sheep  complain, 

That  toys  which  fools  amuse — 
Ambition,  pleasure,  praise,  or  gain — 
Debase  the  shepherd's  views. 

51 1— L.  M.  Hymn  153.  B.  2 

At  the  installation  of  a  Minister. 

1  "\T7E  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 

VV     Of  Jesus  our  exalted  Head, — 
Come  as  a  servant — so  he  came, 
And  we  receive  thee  in  his  stead. 

2  Come  as  a  Shepherd ;  guard  and  keep 
This  fold  from  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin ; 


HYMN  DXII.  629 

Nourish  the  lambs,  and  feed  the  sheep, 
The  wounded  heal,  the  lost  bring  in. 

3  Come  as  a  Watchman ;  take  thy  stand 
Upon  thy  tow'r  amidst  the  sky, 

And  when  the  sword  comes  on  the  land, 
Call  us  to  fight,  or  warn  to  fly. 

4  Come  as  an  Angel,  hence  to  guide 
A  band  of  pilgrims  on  their  way, 
That,  safely  walking  at  thy  side, 
We  faint  not,  fail  not,  turn,  nor  stray. 

5  Come  as  a  Teacher,  sent  from  God, 
Charg'd  his  whole  counsel  to  declare; 
Lift  o'er  our  ranks  the  prophet's  rod, 
While  we  uphold  thy  hands  with  pray'r. 

6  Come  as  a  Messenger  of  peace, 
Fill'd  with  the  spirit,  fird  with  love ; 
Live  to  behold  our  large  increase, 
And  die  to  meet  us  all  above. 

512— L.  M.  Hymn  263.  Add. 

Consecration. 

1  "1"   ONG  as  he  lives  he  shall  be  thine ; 
-Li  This  cherish'd  gift  I  now  restore, 
Nor  longer  call  the  treasure  mine, 
Given  to  my  God  for  evermore. 

2  Still  firm  in  purpose,  and  sincere, 
This  dedication,  Lord,  shall  stand ; 
The  child  shall  now  be  doubly  dear 
As  kept  and  guarded  by  thy  hand. 

3  Let  him  be  early  taught  of  God  ; 
Prepare  him  in  the  days  of  youth, 
Amid  the  courts  of  thine  abode, 
To  bear  the  messages  of  truth. 


630  HYMN  DXIII. 

4  Be  this  the  object  of  my  heart, 
Be  this  the  burden  of  my  prayer, 
That  he  tby  gospel  may  impart 

To  those  who  shall  thy  mercy  share. 

5  And  may  thy  Spirit,  dearest  Lord, 
Help  me  in  mem'ry  to  retain 
Each  promise  of  thy  holy  word, 
Till  hope  her  sweet  assurance  gain. 


SACRAMENTS. 

5 1 3— C.  M.  Hymn  25.  B.  1. 

The  Sacraments. 

1  IX/TY  Saviour  God,  my  sov'reign  Prince, 
J-VX    Reigns  far  above  the  skies  ; 

But  brings  his  graces  down  to  sense, 
And  helps  my  faith  to  rise. 

2  My  eyes  and  ears  shall  bless  his  name  : 

They  read  and  hear  his  word  ; 
My  touch  and  taste  shall  do  the  same, 
When  they  receive  the  Lord. 

3  Baptismal  water  is  designed 

To  seal  his  cleansing  grace  ; 
While  at  his  feast  of  bread  and  wine 
He  gives  his  saints  a  place : 

4  But  not  the  waters  of  a  flood 

Can  make  my  flesh  so  clean, 

As,  by  his  Spirit  and  his  blood, 

He'll  wash  my  soul  from  sin. 

5  Not  choicest  meats,  nor  noblest  wines, 

So  much  my  heart  refresh, 


HYMN  DXIV.  63J 

As  when  my  faith  goes  thro'  the  signs, 
And  feeds  upon  his  flesh. 

6  I  love  the  Lord,  that  stoops  so  low, 
To  give  his  word  a  seal : 
But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bestow, 
Exceeds  the  figures  still. 


BAPTISM. 

514— L.  M.  Hyinn  26,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

Baptism. 

1  jnpWAS  the  commission  of  our  Lord, 

JL    Go,  teach  the  nations,  and  baptize : 
The  nations  have  received  the  word 
Since  he  ascended  to  the  skies. 

2  He  sits  upon  th'  eternal  hills, 

With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands, 
And  sends  his  cov'nant,  with  the  seals, 
To  bless  the  distant  heathen  lands. 

3  Repent  and  be  baptized,  he  saith, 
For  the  remission  of  your  sins  ; 
And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith, 
And  shows  us  what  his  gospel  means. 

4  Our  souls  he  washes  in  his  blood, 
As  water  makes  the  body  clean  ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
Descends  like  purifying  rain. 

5  Thus  we  engage  ourselves  to  thee, 
And  seal  our  cov'nant  with  the  Lord ; 
O  may  the  great  eternal  Three 

In  heav'n  our  solemn  vows  record ! 


632  HYMN  DXV. 


51 5— L.  M.  Hymn  27,  Pt.  1.  B.  1 

Baptism  is  not  Regeneration. 

1  rilHE  sacraments  are  holy  signs 
J-    And  precious  gospel  seals  ; 

They  'xhibit  what  the  Lord  designs, 
And  what  his  word  reveals. 

2  But  these  are  not  themselves  the  grace 

Which  signs  and  seals  set  forth ; 
The  supper's  not  the  sacrifice, 
Nor  water  the  new  birth. 

3  The  sacraments  were  never  meant 

A  substitute  for  grace ; 
They're  not  the  truths  they  represent, 
Nor  must  they  take  their  place. 

4  Sinners  may  publicly  profess, 

And  signs  and  seals  receive, 

Of  what  they  never  did  possess, 

Or  what  they  don't  believe. 

5  Man  may  baptize,  but  'tis  the  Lord 

Regenerates  the  heart; 
None  but  the  Spirit,  by  his  word, 
That  blessing  can  impart. 

6  Preserve  us,  Lord,  from  self-deceit, 

From  resting  on  a  sign ; 
Bestow  what  symbols  indicate, 
And  give  us  life  divine. 

7  Let  none  who  preach  the  gospel  hide 

This  solemn  truth  from  men  : 
They  may  with  water  be  baptiz'd, 
Yet  not  be  born  again. 


HYMN  DXVI.  633 

516— C.  M.  Hymn  27,  Pt  2.  B.  1. 

Infant  Baptism. 

1  rpHUS  saith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
JL     I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  ; 

I'll  bless  thy  num'rous  race,  and  they 
Shall  be  a  seed  to  me. 

2  Abra'm  believd  the  promis'd  grace, 

And  gave  his  child  to  God  ; 
But  water  seals  the  blessing  now, 
That  once  was  seal'd  with  bloocL 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  forefathers  giv'n  ; 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heav'n. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways ! 

His  love  endures  the  same  : 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace, 
Blots  out  his  children's  name. 

5  With  the  same  blessings  grace  endows 

The  Gentile  and  the  Jew; 

If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 

Such  are  the  branches  too. 

6  Then  let  the  children  of  the  saints 

Be  dedicate  to  God  ; 
Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  them,  Lord ! 
And  wash  them  in  thy  blood. 

7  Thus  to  the  parents  and  their  seed 

Shall  thy  salvation   come  ; 
And  num"rous  households  meet  at  last 
In  one  eternal  home. 

8  Thy  faithful  saints,  eternal  King! 

This  precious  truth  embrace  ; 
To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 
And  humbly  claim  thv  grace. 
27* 


634  HYMN  DXVII,  DXVIII. 

517— L.  M.  Hymn  27,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

Baptism  is  instituted  instead  of  Circumcision. 

1  rj^HUS  did  the  sons  of  Abra'm  pass 

-L    Beneath  the  bloody  seal  of  grace ; 
The  young  disciples  bore  the  yoke, 
Till  Christ  the  painful  bondage  broke. 

2  By  milder  ways  doth  Jesus  prove 
His  Father's  cov'nant,  and  his  love  ; 
He  seals  to  saints  his  glorious  grace, 
And  not  forbids  their  infant  race. 

3  Their  seed  is  sprinkled  with  his  blood, 
Their  children  set  apart  for  God  ; 

His  Spirit  on  their  oifspring  shed, 
Like  water  pour'd  upon  the  head. 

4  Let  ev'ry  saint  with  cheerful  voice 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice  : 
Young  children,  in  their  early  days, 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abra'tn  praise. 

518— C.  M.  Hymn  27,  Pt.  4.  B.  1. 

Infant  Baptism. 

1  fllHE  Saviour,  with  inviting  voice, 

-L    Says,  "  Let  your  children  come  ; 
"  For  them  there's  love  within  my  breast, 
"And  in  my  kingdom  room." 

2  Lord,  at  thy  call,  we  bring  our  babes, 

And  give  them  up  to  thee ; 
Let  angels,  and  let  men,  behold, 
And  all  our  witness   be. 

3  Now  our  dear  offspring  are  baptiz*d 

According  to  his  word  : 
As  Abra'm  his  did  circumcise, 
Obadient  ts  the  Lord. 


HYMN  DXIX,  DXX.  635 

4  This  water,  sprinkled  on  the  child, 
Doth  a  rich  emblem  show 
Of  pouring  out  the  Spirit's  grace, 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

519— C.  M.  Hymn  27,  Pt.  5.  B.  1. 

Infant  Baptism. 

1  "DEHOLD  what  condescending  love 
JD  Jesus  on  earth  displays  ; 

To  babes  and  sucklings  he  extends 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 

2  "  Forbid  them  not,''  is  his  command  ; 

Then  why  should  men  resist  ? 
Our  children  now  may  be  baptiz'dj 
The  church  of  such  consist. 

3  With  flowing  tears  and  thankful  hearts, 

We  bring  them,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
Receive  them,  Jesus,  to  thine  arms  ; 
Thine  may  they  ever  be. 

4  Thine  may  they  be ;  for  ever  thine, 

Thy  ransom'd,  purchas'd  seed  : 

0  !  let  this  seal  of  sprinkling,  now, 
Be  own'd  of  thee  indeed. 

5  Here,  parents,  with  thanksgiving  view 

Your  right  to  what  you've  done  ; 
Let  songs  of  praises  sound  aloud 
To  the  great  Three  in  One. 

520— C.  M.  Hymn  26,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

Improvement  of  Baptism. 

1  A  TTEND,  ye  children  of  your  God  j 
-£A-  Ye  heirs  of  glory,  hear  : 

For  accents,  so  divine  as  these, 
Might  charm  the  dullest  ear. 


636  HYMN  DXXI 

2  Baptiz'd  into  your  Saviour's  death, 

Your  souls  to  sin  must  die ; 
With  Christ  your  Lord,  ye  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

3  There  by  his  Father's  side  he  sits, 

Enthron*d  divinely  fair ; 
Yet  owns  himself  your  Brother  still, 
And  your  Forerunner  there. 

4  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love ; 
Above  your  choicest  treasure  lies, 
And  be  your  hearts  above. 

5  But  earth  and  sin  will  drag  us  down, 

When  we  attempt  to  fly : 
Lord,  send  thy  strong  attractive  pow'r 
To  raise  and  fix  us  high. 


lORDS    SUPPER. 

521— L.  M.  Hymn  28,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

The  Lord's  Supper. 

1  ?rilWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 

-L     When  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes : 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  bless"d,  and  brake  ; 
What  love  thro'  all  his  actions  ran ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake ! 

3  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin, 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ; 

Then  took  the  cup,  and  bless'd  the  wine : 
'Ti$  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. 


HYMN  DXXII.  637 

4  For  us  his  flesh  with  nails  was  torn, 
He  bore  the  scourge,  he  felt  the  thorn ; 
And  justice  pour'd  upon  his  head 

Its  heavy  vengeance,  in  our  stead. 

5  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  spilt, 
To  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guilt; 
When  for  black  crimes  of  greatest  size, 
He  gave  his  soul  a  sacrifice. 

6  Do  this,  (he  cried,)  till  time  shall  end, 
In  mem'ry  of  your  dying  friend  : 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord. 

7  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate, 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name  ; 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage-supper  of  the  Lamb. 

522— C.  M.  Hymn  151.  B.  2. 

Lord's  Supper. 

F  human  kindness  meets  return, 
And  owns  the  grateful  tie  ; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn, 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh  ; 

2  Oh  !  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 
The  gratitude  we  owe 

To  Him,  who  died  our  fears  to  quell, 
Our  more  than  orphan's  woe  ? 

3  While  yet  his  anguish'd  soul  survey'd 
Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 

What  love  his  latest  words  display'd ! 
"Meet  and  remember  me.'' 

4  Remember  thee  !  thy  death,  thy  shame, 
Our  sinful  hearts  to  share ! 

Oh,  memory !  leave  no  other  name 
But  His  recorded  there. 


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638  HYMN  DXXIII. 

523— C.  M.  Hymn  30,  Pt.  3.  B.  1. 

The  Communicant. 

1  TTOW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
XI  With  Christ  within  the  doors ; 
While  everlasting  love  displays 

The  choicest  of  her  stores  ! 

2  Here  ev'ry  bowel  of  our  God 

With  soft  compassion  rolls  ; 
Here  peace  and  pardon,  bought  with  blood, 
Is  food  for  dying  souls. 

3  While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  songs, 

Join  to  admire  the  feast ; 
Each  of  us  cries  with  thankful  tongues, 
"Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest"?" 

4  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

"  And  enter  while  there's  room  ; 
When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
"And  rather  starve  than  come?" 

5  'Twas  the  same  love,  that  spread  the  feast, 

That  sweetly  forc'd  us  in  ; 
Else  we  had  still  refus'd  to  taste, 
And  perish'd  in  our  sin. 

6  Pity  the  hypocrites,  O  Lord, 

Direct  them  how  to  come ; 
Teach  them  to  know  and  fear  thy  word, 
And  bring  the  strangers  home. 

7  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full ; 

That  all  the  chosen  race 
May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 


HYMN  DXXIV.  639 


524— S.  M.  Hymn  29.  B.  1. 

The  Lord's  Supper. 

1  TESUS  invites  his  saints 

ti    To  meet  around  his  board  ; 
Here  pardon'd  rebels  sit,  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  flesh  ; 
He  bids  vis  drink  his  blood  ; 

Amazing  favour !  matchless  grace 
Of  our  descending  God  ! 

3  The  sacred  elements 
Remain  mere  wine  and  bread  ; 

But  signify  and  seal  the  love 
Of  Christ  our  cov'nant  head. 

4  This  holy  bread  and  wine 
Maintains  our  fainting  breath ; 

By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  int'rest  in  his  death. 

5  Our  heav*nly  Father  calls 
Christ  and  his  members  one  ; 

We  the  young  children  of  his  love, 
And  he  the  fust-born  Son. 

6  We  are  but  sev'ral  parts 
Of  the  same  broken  bread  ; 

The  body  hath  its  sev'ral  limbs, 
But  Jesus  is  the  head. 

7  Let  all  our  pow'rs  be  join'd 
His  glorious  name  to  raise  : 

Pleasure  and  love  fill  ev'ry  mind, 
And  ev'ry  voice  be  praise. 


640  HYMN  DXXV,  DXXVI. 

525— L.  M.  Hymn  53.  B.  1, 

Let  a  man  examine  himself,  and  so  let  him  eat. 

1  TTTHAT  strange  perplexities  arise! 

V  V     What  anxious  fears  and  jealousies  ! 
What  crowds  in  doubtful  light  appear  ! 
How  few,  alas,  approved  and  clear ! 

2  And  what  am  1 1 — My  soul,  awake, 
And  an  impartial  survey  take ; 
Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
In  practice  or  in  heart,  appear  ? 

3  What  image  does  my  spirit  bear  1 
Is  Jesus  form'd  and  living  there  ? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine, 

In  thought,  and  word,  and  action  shine ! 

4  Searcher  of  hearts,  O  search  me  still ; 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal : 

My  fears  remove  ;  let  me  appear 

To  God,  and  my  own  conscience,  clear. 

5  May  I,  consistent  with  thy  word, 
Approach  thy  table,  O  my  Lord  ? 
May  I  among  thy  saints  appear  ? 
Shall  I  a  welcome  guest  be  there  ? 

6  Have  I  the  wedding  garment  on, 
Or  do  I,  naked,  stand  alone  ? 

O !  quicken,  clothe,  and  feed  my  soul, 
Forgive  my  sins,  and  make  me  whole. 

526— L.  M.  Hymn  54.  B.  1. 

Preparation. 

1  T^  TERNAL  King,  enthroned  above, 
JlJ   Look  down  in  faithfulness  and  love ; 
Prepare  our  hearts  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  grant  us  thy  reviving  grace. 


HYMN  DXXVII.  641 

2  Long  have  we  heard  the  joyful  call, 
But  yet  our  faith  and  love  are  small : 
Our  hearts  are  torn  with  worldly  cares, 
And  all  our  paths  are  fill"d  with  snares. 

3  Unworthy  to  approach  thy  throne, 
Our  trust  is  fix'd  on  Christ  alone  ; 
In  him  thy  cov'nant  stands  secure, 
And  will  from  age  to  age  endure. 

4  0  !  let  us  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  bid  our  mourning  hearts  rejoice  ; 
Revive  our  souls,  our  faith  renew, 
Prepare  for  duties  now  in  view. 

5  Make  all  our  spices  flow  abroad, 
A  grateful  incense  to  our  God  ; 
Let  hope,  and  love,  and  joy  appear, 
And  ev'ry  grace  be  active  here. 

527— L.  M.  Hymn  55.  B.  1 

Preparation. 

1  M^HE  broken  bread,  the  blessed  cup, 
JL    On  which  we  now  are  call'd  to  sup, 

Without  thy  help  and  grace  divine, 

Will  prove  no  more  than  bread  and  wine. 

2  But  come,  great  Master  of  the  feast, 
Dispense  thy  grace  to  ev'ry  guest : 
Direct  our  views  to  Calvary, 

And  help  us  to  remember  thee. 

3  Let  us  with  light  and  truth  be  blest, 
That  on  thy  bosom  we  may  rest ; 
And  at  thy  supper  each  may  learn 
Thy  broken  body  to  discern. 

4  0  that  our  souls  may  now  be  fed 
With  Christ,  himself,  the  living  bread  ; 
That  we  the  cov'nant  may  renew, 
And  to  our  vows  be  render'd  true ! 


642  HYMN  DXXVIII. 

528— C.  M.  Hymn  56.  B.  1. 

Invitation. 

1  "\TE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

JL    Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store, 
For  ev'ry  humble  guest. 

2  See  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms: 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room — 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart : 

There  love  and  pity  meet ; 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  In  Him  the  father  reconcil'd 

Invites  your  souls  to  come  ; 
The  rebel  shall  be  call'd  a  child, 
And  kindly  welcom'd  home. 

5  0 !  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love ; 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  ; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore ; 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 


HYMN  TJXXIX,  DXXX.  643 

529— C.  M.  Hymn  57.  B.  1, 

Invitation. 

1  rpHE  King  of  heav'n  his  table  spread^ 
JL    And  blessings  crown  the  board  j 

Not  Paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  giv'n ; 
Thro'  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed, 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heav'n. 

3  Ye  hungry  poor,  that  long  have  stray'd 

In  sins  dark  mazes,  come  ; 
Come,  from  your  most  obscure  retreats, 
And  grace  shall  find  you  room. 

4  Millions  of  souls,  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here ; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

5  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame  ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  founder's  name. 

530— L.  M.  Hymn  58.  B.  L 

Invitation. 

1  flOME  in,  ye  blessed  of  the  Lord, 
V-^    Ye  that  believe  his  holy  word ; 
Come,  and  receive  his  heav'nly  bread, 
The  food  with  which  his  saints  are  fed. 

2  Your  Saviour's  boundless  goodness  prove, 
And  feast  on  his  redeeming  love  ; 
Come,  all  ye  happy  souls,  that  thirst, 
The  last  is  welcome  as  the  first. 


644  HYMN  DXXXI. 

3  Come  to  his  table,  and  receive 
Whate'er  a  pard'ning  God  can  give ; 
His  love  thro'  ev'ry  age  endures ; 
His  promise  and  himself  are  yours. 

531— P.  M.  8.  7,  4  Hymn  59.  B.  L 

Invitation  —  It  is  finished. 

1  XT  ARK  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
XJL   Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary ; 

See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky ! 
« It  is  finish'd  !" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  It  is  finish'd  !  0  what  pleasure 

Do  these  precious  words  afford  ! 
Heav'nly  blessings,  without  measure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord : 
It  is  finished  ! 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Finish'd,  all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law  ! 
Finish'd,  all  that  God  had  promis'd ; 

Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe : 
It  is  finish'd  ! 
Saints,  from  hence  your  comfort  draw. 

4  Happy  souls,  approach  the  table, 

Taste  the  soul-reviving  food  ! 
Nothing's  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant, 

As  the  Saviour's  flesh  and  blood. 
It  is  finish'd  ! 
Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load. 

5  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme ; 
All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n, 

Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name ! 
Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 


HYMN  DXXXII,  DXXXIII.  645 

532— L.  M.  Hymn  60.  B.  1. 

The  memorials  of  our  absent  Lord. 

1  TESUS  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

J    Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not; 

And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes, 

To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought 

2  He  knows  what  wand'ring  hearts  we  have, 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face  : 

And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  spread 
With  his  own  flesh,  and  dying  blood  ; 
We  on  the  rich  provision  feed, 

And  taste  the  wine,  and  bless  our  God. 

4  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem ; 
Christ  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

i  While  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place  ; 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heav'nly  light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

6  Our  eyes  look  upwards  to  the  hills, 
Whence  our  returning  Lord  shall  come ; 
We  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels, 
To  fetch  our  longing  spirits  home. 

533— C.  M.  Hymn  61.  B.  1. 

The  love  of  Christ. 

1  TTOW  condescending,  and  how  kind, 

XI  Was  God's  eternal  Son  ! 

Our  mis'ry  reach'd  his  heav'nly  mind, 

And  pity  brought  him  down. 


646  HYMN  DXXXIV. 

2  When  justice,  by  our  sins  provok'd, 

Drew  forth  his  dreadful  sword ; 
He  gave  his  soul  up  to  the  stroke, 
Without  a  murm'ring  word. 

3  Here  we  receive  repeated  seals 

Of  Jesus'  dying  love  : 
Hard  is  the  wretch  that  never  feels 
One  soft  affection  move. 

4  Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  death  record  ; 
And  with  our  joy  for  pardon'd  guilt, 
Mourn  that  we  pierc'd  the  Lord. 

534— C.  M.  Hymn  62.  B.  1. 

Christ  the  Bread  of  Life. 

1  ~|~   ET  us  adore  th'  eternal  word, 
JLi    'Tis  he  our  souls  hath  fed  ; 
Thou  art  our  living  stream,  O  Lord, 

And  thou  th'  immortal  bread. 

2  Bless'd  be  the  Lord,  that  gives  his  flesh 

To  nourish  dying  men  ; 
And  often  spreads  his  table  fresh, 
Lest  we  should  faint  again. 

3  Our  souls  shall  draw  their  heav  nly  breath, 

Whilst  Jesus  rinds  supplies  ; 
Nor  shall  our  graces  sink  to  death  " 
For  Jesus  never  dies. 

4  The  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 

Who  calls  our  souls  from  death  ; 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
And  new-creating  breath. 

5  To  praise  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 


HYMN  DXXXV.  647 

535— L.  M.  Hymn  63.  B.  1. 

On  the  first  approach  to  the  Lord's  Table. 

1  T    ORD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 

1  J   Purchas*d  and  sav'd  by  blood  divine ; 
With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  sov"reign  right  in  me. 

2  Here,  Lord,  my  flesh,  my  soul,  my  all, 
I  yield  to  thee  beyond  recall ; 
Accept  thine  own,  so  long  withheld  ; 
Accept  what  I  so  freely  yield. 

3  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransom'd  by  Immanuel's  blood. 

4  Thine  would  I  live — thine  would  I  die ; 
Be  thine  thro'  all  eternity; 

The  vow  is  past  beyond  repeal ; 
And  now  I  set  the  solemn  seal. 

5  Be  thou  the  witness  of  my  vow, 
Angels  and  men  attest  it  too ; 
That  to  thy  board  I  now  repair, 
And  seal  the  sacred  contract  there. 

6  Here,  at  that  cross,  where  flows  the  blood 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God; 
Thee,  my  new  Master,  now  I  call, 

And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all. 

7  Do  thou  assist  a  feeble  worm, 
The  great  engagement  to  perform ; 
Thy  grace  can  full  assistance  lend, 
And  on  that  grace  I  dare  depend. 


648  HYMN  DXXXVI,  DXXXVII. 

536— C.  M.  Hymn  64.  B.  U 

Faith,  Hope,  and  Love. 

1  rpHE  blest  memorials  of  thy  griefj 

-L    The  suff'rings  of  thy  death, 

We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive, 

But  would  receive  with  faith. 

2  The  tokens  sent  us  to  relieve 

Our  spirits,  when  they  droop, 

We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive, 

But  would  receive  with  hope. 

3  The  pledges,  thou  wast  pleas'd  to  leave, 

Our  mournful  minds  to  move, 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive, 
But  would  receive  with  love. 

4  Here,  in  obedience  to  thy  word, 

We  take  the  bread  and  wine ; 
The  utmost  we  can  do,  dear  Lord, 
For  all  beyond  is  thine. 

5  Increase  our  faith,  and  hope,  and  love ; 

Lord,  give  us  all  that's  good  : 
We  would  thy  full  salvation  prove, 
And  share  thy  flesh  and  blood. 

537— L.  M.  Hymn  65.  B.  1 

Struggling  against  Unbelief. 

1  T)ITY  a  helpless  sinner,  Lord, 

JL     Who  would  believe  thy  gracious  word  j 
Who  owns  his  heart,  with  shame  and  grief, 
A  sink  of  sin  and  unbelief. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  house,  I  read,  there's  room, 
And  vent'ring  hard,  behold  I  come ; 
But  can  there,  Saviour  !  can  there  be, 
Among  thy  children,  room  for  me  ? 


HYMN   DXXXVIII  649 

I  eat  the  bread  and  drink  the  wine  : 
But  0!  my  soul  wants  more  than  sign! 
I  faint,  unless  I  feed  on  thee, 
And  drink  thy  blood  as  shed  for  me. 

For  sinners,  Lord,  thou  cam"st  to  bleed ; 
And  I'm  a  sinner  vile  indeed  ; 
Lord,  I  believe  thy  grace  is  free : 
0  !  magnify  thy  grace  in  me. 


538— P.  M.  Hymn  66.  B. 

We  celebrate  his  dying  love. 

1  TESUS,  once  for  sinners  slain, 

•)     From  the  dead  was  rais'd  again ; 
And  in  heav*n  is  now  set  down 
With  his  Father  on  his  throne. 

2  There  he  reigns  a  King  supreme : 
We  shall  also  reign  with  him : 
Feeble  souls,  be  not  dismay'd  ; 
Trust  in  his  almighty  aid. 

3  He  has  made  an  end  of  sin  ; 

And  his  blood  hath  wash'd  us  clean  ; 

Fear  not,  he  is  ever  near ; 

Now,  even  now,  he's  with  us  here. 

4  Thus  assembling,  we,  by  faith, 
Till  he  come,  show  forth  his  death  : 
Of  his  body,  bread's  the  sign'  ; 
And  we  view  his  blood  in  wine. 

5  Saints  on  earth,  with  saints  above 
Celebrate  his  dying  love  ; 

And  let  ev'ry  ransom 'd  soul 
Sound  his  praise  from  pole  to  pole. 
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650  HYMN  DXXXIX,  DXL. 

539— L.  M.  Hymn  28,  Pt.  2.  JB.  1. 


Communion  with  Christ  at  his  table. 


i  mo 
X  i 


Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord, 


Dear  name,  by  heav'n  and  earth  ador'd! 
Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  piaise. 

2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know, 
Are  weak,  and  languishing,  and  low  j 
Far,  far  above  our  humble  songs, 

The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

3  Yet  while  around  his  board  we  meet, 
And  humbly  worship  at  his  feet ; 

0  let  our  warm  affections  move, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love  ! 

4  Let  faith  our  feeble  senses  aid, 

To  see  thy  wondrous  love  display:d ; 
Thy  broken  flesh,  thy  bleeding  veins, 
Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 

5  Let  humble  penitential  woe, 

With  painful,  pleasing  anguish,  flow ; 
And  thy  forgiving  smiles  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  ev'ry  heart. 

540— L.  M.  Hymn  67.  B.  1. 

The  Gospel  Feast. 

1  TTOW  rich  are  thy  provisions,  Lord ! 
XI  Thy  table  furnish'd  from  above; 
The  fruits  of  life  o'erspread  the  board, 
The  cup  o'erflows  with  heav'nly  love. 

2  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews, 
Were  first  invited  to  the  feast : 
We  humbly  take  what  they  refuse, 
And  Gentiles  thy  salvation  taste. 


HYMN  DXLI.  651 

3  We  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame, 
And  help  was  far,  and  death  was  nigh ! 
But,  at  the  gospel  call,  we  came, 

And  ev'ry  want  receiv'd  supply. 

4  From  the  high  way  that  leads  to  hell, 
From  paths  of  darkness  and  despair, 
Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee  to  dwell, 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  presence  here. 

5  What  shall  we  pay  the  eternal  Son, 
That  left  the  heav'n  of  his  abode  ; 
And  to  this  wretched  earth  came  down, 
To  bring  us  wand'rers  back  to  God  1 

6  It  cost  him  death  to  save  our  lives ; 
To  buy  our  souls,  it  cost  his  own  :  ; 
And  all  the  unknown  joys  he  gives, 
Were  bought  with  agonies  unknown. 

7  Our  everlasting  love  is  due 

To  Him,  that  ransom'd  sinners  lost, 
And  pitied  rebels,  when  he  knew 
The  vast  expense  his  love  had  cost 

8  To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  giv'n, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n. 

541— L.  M.  Hymn  68.  B.  1. 

Not  ashamed  of  Christ  crucified. 

1  A   T  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord, 
J\    Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feast ; 
Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board, 
And  thine  own  flesh  feeds  evry  guest. 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 
And  trusts  for  life  in  one  that  died  j 


652  HYMN  DXLII. 

We  hope  for  lieav'nly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucified. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  its  shame, 
And  fling  their  scandals  on  the  cause; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name, 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  cross. 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  scoffing  age, 
He,  that  was  dead,  has  left  his  tomb ; 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 

542—  C.  M.  Hymn  69.  B.  1- 

His  flesh  is  meat  indeed. 

1  TTE'RE  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet, 
XI  To  feed  on  food  divine; 

Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat, 
Thy  precious  blood  the  wine. 

2  He,  that  prepares  this  rich  repast, 

Himself  comes  down  and  dies; 
And  then  invites  us  thus  to  feast 
Upon  the  sacrifice. 

3  Here  peace  and  pardon  sweetly  flow ; 

0  what  delightful  food  ! 
We  eat  the  bread  and  drink  the  wine, 
But  think  on  nobler  good. 

4  The  bitter  torment  he  endur'd 

Upon  tlv   accursed  tree, 
For  me,  each  welcome  guest  may  say, 
'Twas  all  sustained  for  me. 

5  Sure  there,  was  never  love  so  free, 

Dear  Saviour,  so  divine  : 
Well  may'st  thou  claim  that  heart  of  me, 
Which  owes  so  much  to  thine ! 


HYMN  DXL1II,  DXLIV.  653 

543— P.  M.  Hymn  70.  B.  1. 

The  blood  of  Christ. 

1  TTE  sin-sick  souls,  draw  near, 

JL     And  banquet  with  your  King, 

His  royal  bounty  share, 

And  loud  hosannas  sing : 
Here  mercy  reigns,  here  peace  abounds, 
Here's  blood  to  heal  your  dreadful  wounds. 

2  He's  on  a  throne  of  grace, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer : 
What  tho'  your  sin  and  guilt 
Like  crimson  doth  appear"? 

The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows 
A  healing  balm  for  all  thy  woes. 

3  0  wondrous  love  and  grace! 
Did  Jesus  die  for  me  1 
Were  all  my  num'rous  debts 
Discharg'd  on  Calvary  ? 

Yes,  Jesus  died — the  work  is  done ; 
He  did  for  all  my  sins  atone. 

4  On  earth  I'll  sing  his  love, 
In  heav'n  I  too  shall  join 
The  ransom'd  of  the  Lord, 
In  accents  all  divine ; 

And  see  my  Saviour  face  to  face, 
And  ever  dwell  in  his  embrace. 

544— C.  M.  Hymn  71.  B.  1. 

This  Cup  is  the  New  Testament  in  my  blood, 

1   n~>HE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 
-L    Shall  stand  for  ever  good  ; 
He  said,  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  seal'd  the  grace  with  blood. 


654  HYMN  DXLV. 

2  To  this  dear  cov'nant  of  thy  word, 

I  set  my  worthless  name  ; 
I  seal  tlv  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  The  light,  and  strength,  and  pard'ning  grace, 

And  glory,  shall  be  mine  : 
My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  pow'rs,  are  thine. 

4  I  call  that  legacy  my  own, 

Which  Jesus  did  bequeath ; 
'Twas  purchas'd  with  his  dying  groan, 
And  ratified  in  death. 

5  Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  his  name, 

Who  bless*d  us  in  his  will ; 

And  to  his  testament  of  love, 

Made  his  own  life  the  seal. 

545— L.  M.  Hymn  72.  B.  1, 

Worthy  is  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 

1  /~~\  THE  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 

V_7    Where  God  the  Saviour  lov'd  and  died ! 

Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 

From  his  dear  wounds,  and  bleeding  side. 

2  I  would  for  ever  speak  his  name 
In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown : 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 

3  All  hail  !  thou  great  Immanuel,  hail ! 
Ten  thousand  blessings  on  thy  name ! 
While  thus  thy  wondrous  love  we  tell, 
Our  bosoms  feel  the  sacred  flame. 

4  Come,  quickly  come,  immortal  King ! 
On  earth  thy  regal  honours  raise  ; 
The  full  salvation  promis'd  bring, 
Then  ev'ry  tongue  shall  sing  thy  praise ! 


HYMN  DXLVI,  DXLVII.  655 

546— L.  M.  Hymn  73.  B.  I. 

Thanksgiving. 

1  ri^HE  food  on  which  thy  children  live, 
_L     Great  God,  is  thine  alone  to  give : 

And  we,  for  grace  receiv'd,  would  raise 
A  sacred  song  of  love  and  praise. 

2  How  vast,  how  full,  how  rich,  how  free, 
Dear  Jesus,  thy  rich  treasures  be  ! 

To  the  full  fountain  of  our  joys 
We  gladly  come  for  fresh  supplies. 

3  For  this  we  wait  upon  thee,  Lord, 
For  this  we  listen  to  thy  word  : 
Descend,  like  gentle  show'rs  of  rain, 
Nor  let  our  souls  attend  in  vain. 

547— C.  M.  Hymn  74.  B.  1 

Thanksgiving. 

1  T   ORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
J— i   The  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
But  most  of  all  admire,  that  I 

Should  find  a  welcome  place  : 

2  I,  that  am  all  defifd  with  sin, 

A  rebel  to  my  God  ; 
I,  that  have  crucified  his  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood  ! 

3  What  strange  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  such  a  soul  has  room  ! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

4  Eat,  0  my  friends,  the  Saviour  cries, 

The  feast  was  made  for  you  : 
For  you  I  groan'd,  and  bled,  and  died, 
And  rose,  and  triumph'd  too. 


656  HYMN  DXLVIIl. 

5  With  trembling  faith,  and  bleeding  heart, 

Lord,  I  accept  thy  love  : 

'Tis  a  rich  banquet  I  have  had, 

What  will  it  be  above  ? 

6  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heav'n, 

Join  all  your  praising  pow'rs  ; 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love, 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 

7  Had  I  ten  thousand  hearts,  dear  Lord, 

I'd  give  them  all  to  thee: 
Had  I  ten  thousand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  the  harmony  ; 

8  To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God,  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 


548— C.  M.  Hymn  75.  B.  1 

Hosanna. 

1  OHOUT  and  proclaim  the  Saviour's  love, 
O   Ye  saints,  that  taste  his  wine  ; 

Join  with  your  kindred  saints  above, 
In  loud  Hosannas  join. 

2  A  thousand  glories  to  our  God, 

Who  gives  such  joy  as  this  ; 

Hosanna  !    let  it  sound  abroad, 

And  reach  where  Jesus  is. 

3  To  praise  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
Let  saints  and  angels  join, 


HYMN  DXLIX.  657 


MONTHLY   CONCERT. 

549— C.  M.  Hymn  104.  B.  1. 

Prayer  for  Missionaries. 

1  /^1  REAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 
VJ  Are  by  creation  thine  ; 

And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind  ; 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasur'd  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord,  when  6hall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around  ; 

Till  ev'ry  tribe,  and  ev'ry  soul, 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ! 

4  0  !  when  shall  Afric's  sable  song 

Enjoy  the  heav'nly  word, 
And  vassals,  long  enslaved,  become 
The  freemen  of  the  Lord  ? 

5  When  shall  the  untutor'd  Heathen  tribes, 

A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Immanuel's  feet, 
And  learn  and  see  his  grace  ? 

6  Haste,  Sov'reign  Mercy,  and  transform 

Their  cruelty  to   love  : 
Soften  the  tiger  to  a  lamb, 
The  vulture  to  a  dove  ! 

7  Smile,  Lord,  on  ev'ry  effort  made 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays ; 
And  build  on  sin's  demolish 'd  throneg 
The  temples  of  thy  nraise  ! 
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658  HYMN  DL,  DLL 

550-C.  M.  Hymn  134.  B.  2. 

Salvation. 

1  O  ALVATION !  0,  the  joyful  sound  ; 
O    Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; 

A  sov'reign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow,  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heav'nly  day. 

3  Salvation!  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

551— P.  M.  Hymn  135.  B.  2. 

Effects  of  the  Gospel. 

1  TX/TARK  the  soft-falling  snow, 
J.V-L   And  the  descending  rain  ! 
To  heav'n,  from  whence  it  fell, 
It  turns  not  back  again ; 

But  waters  earth  thro'  every  pore, 
And  calls  forth  all  her  secret  store. 

2  Array'd  in  beauteous  green 
The  hills  and  valleys  shine, 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 
By  providence  divine. 

The  harvest  bows  its  golden  ears, 
The  copious  seed  of  future  years. 

3  "  So,  saith  the  God  of  grace, 
My  gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  effect 

The  purpose  I  intend  : 

Millions  of  souls  shall  feel  its  pow'r, 
And  bear  it  down  to  millions  more." 


HYMN  DLII,  DLIII.  659 

5  5  2— C.  M.  Hymn  1 36.  B.  2. 

Beauty  and  Strength  of  the  Church. 

1  O  AY,  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad 
O   Like  the  sweet  blushing  dawn, 
When  with  her  living  lights  she  paints 

The  dew-drops  of  the  lawn  ? 

2  Fair  as  the  moon  when  in  the  skies, 

Serene  her  throne  she  guides, 
And  o'er  the  twinkling  stars  supreme 
In  full-orb 'd  glory  rides ; 

3  Clear  as  the  sun.  when  from  the  east, 

Without  a  cloud  he  springs, 
And  scatters  boundless  light  and  heat 
From  his  resplendent  wings  ; 

4  Tremendous  as  an  host  that  moves 

Majestically  slow, 
With  banners  wide  display'd,  all  arm'd, 
All  ardent  for  the  foe  1 

5  This  is  the  church  by  heav'n  array'd 

With  strength  and  grace  divine  ; 
Thus  shall  she  strike  her  foes  with  dread, 
And  thus  her  glories  shine. 

553— L.  M.  Hymn  137.  B.  2. 

Prayer  for  the  spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  rpHY  people,  Lord,  who  trust  thy  word, 
-I-    And  wait  the  smilings  of  thy  face, 

Assemble  round  thy  mercy-seat, 
And  plead  the  promise  of  thy  grace. 

2  We  consecrate  these  hours  to  thee, 
Thy  sov*reign  mercy  to  entreat; 
And  feel  some  animating  hope, 
We  shall  divine  acceptance  meet 


600  HYMN  DLIV. 

3  Hast  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 
That  his  dominion  shall  extend, 

Till  ev'ry  tongue  shall  call  him  Lord, 
And  ev*ry  knee  before  him  bend  ? 

4  Now  let  the  happy  time  appear, 
The  time  to  favour  Zion  come  ; 
Send  forth  thy  heralds  far  and  near, 
To  call  thy  banish/ d  people  home. 

554— P.  M.  7,  6.  Hymn  138.  B.  2. 

Reply  to  the  call  of  the  Heathen. 

1  T7ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
Jl      From  India's  coral  strand ; 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  tho'  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Tho'  ev'ry  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ? 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown  • 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high. 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation  !    O  Salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's-  remotest  nation 

Has  learn'd  Messiah's  name 


HYMN  DLV,  DLVI.  661 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

555— L.  M.  Hymn  139.  B.  2. 

Prayer  for  Zion's  increase. 

1  A  RM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake  ! 

-HL  Put  on  thy  strength — the  nations  shake, 
And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
"  I  am  Jehovah — God  alone  :" 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt — 
Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt! 

But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
The  blood  that  flow'd  from  Jesus'  side. 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim, 
In  ev'ry  land,  of  ev*ry  name  ; 

Let  adverse  pow'rs  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour — Loud  of  all. 

556— C.  M.  Hymn  140.  B.  2. 

The  latter-day  Glory. 

1   TYEHOLD  !  the  mountain  of  the  Lord, 
_D   In  latter  days  shall  rise 
Above  the  mountains  and  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wondTing  eyes. 


662  HYMN  DLVII. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  flow : 
"  Up  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say, 
"And  to  his  courts,  we'll  go." 

3  The  beams  that  shine  on  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  ev'ry  land  : 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Zion's  tow'rs, 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

4  No  longer  hosts  encount'ring  hosts, 

Their  millions  slain  deplore  : 
They  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall, 
And  study  war  no  more. 

5  Come  then — Oh,  come  from  ev'ry  land, 

To  worship  at  his  shrine  : 
And  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauties  shine. 

557— P.  M.  7,  6.  Hymn  141.  B.  2 

Blessings  of  Christ's  grace. 

1  TTAIL  to  the  Lord's  anointed  ! 
XJ_  Great  David's  greater  Son  : 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free : 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes,  with  succour  speedy, 

To  those  who  surfer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong  ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemn'd  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 


HYMN  DLVIII.  663 

3  He  shall  come  down,  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth  : 
Before  him  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace  the  herald  go, 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

4  For  him  shall  pray'r  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows,  ascend  ; 
His  kingdom,  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end  : 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove  ; 
His  name  shall  stand  for  ever; 

That  name  to  us  is — Love. 

558— C.  M.  Hymn  142.  B.  2. 

The  Prince  of  Peace. 

1   T*   ET  saints  on  earth  their  anthems  raise, 

1  J   Who  taste  the  Saviour's  grace  : 

Let  heathens  too  proclaim  his  praise, 

And  crown  him  ';  Prince  of  Peace." 

-2  Praise  him,  who  laid  his  glory  by, 
For  man's  apostate  race  ; 
Praise  him,  who  stoop'd  to  bleed  and  die, 
And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  Peace." 

3  Ye  nations,  lay  your  weapons  down, 

Let  war  for  ever  cease  ; 
Immanuel  for  your  Sov'reign  own, 
And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  Peace." 

4  We  soon  shall  reach  the  heav'nly  shore, 

To  view  his  lovely  face  ; 
His  name  for  ever  to  adore, 

And  crown  him  "  Prince  of  Peace." 


664  HIMN  DLIX,  DLX. 

559— P.  M.  8,  7,  4.  Hymn  143.  B.  2 

Longing  for  the  spread  of  the  Gospel. 
'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 


o 


Cheer'd  by  no  celestial  ray, 
Sun  of  Righteousness,  arising, 

Bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day ; 

Send  the  gospel 
To  the  earth's  remotest  bound. 

2  Kingdoms  wide,  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light! 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night ; 

And   redemption, 
Freely  purchase!,  win  the  day. 

3  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  Gospel — 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease  ; 
May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominions, 
Multiply  and  still  increase  : 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 

560— L.  M.  Hymn  144.  B.  2 

For  Christian  Missionaries. 

1  "II /I  ARK'D  as  the  purpose  of  the  skies, 
J_V_L    This  promise  meets  our  anxious  eyes, 
That  heathen  worlds  the  Lord  shall  know, 
And  warm'd  with  faith  each  bosom  glow. 

2  E'en  now  the  hallow'd  scenes  appear, 
E'en  now  unfolds  the  promis'd  year, 
Lo !  distant  shores  thy  heralds  trace, 
And  bear  the  tidings  of  thy  grace. 

3  'Midst  burning  climes  and  frozen  plains, 
Where  heathen  darkness  brooding  reigns, 


HYMN  DLXL  665 

Lord,  mark  their  steps,  their  fears  subdue, 
And  nerve  their  arm,  and  clear  their  view. 

4  When,  worn  by  toil,  their  spirits  fail, 
Bid  them  the  glorious  future  hail : 
Bid  them  the  crown  of  life  survey, 
And  onward  urge  their  conq'ring  way. 

5  So  on  the  Indian's  gloomy  night, 
The  eastern  star  shall  shed  her  light, 
And  Jesus'  hallow'd  reign  control 
The  stormy  passions  of  the  soul. 

6  So  shall  Messiah's  influence  cheer 
His  humble  cot,  which  still  is  dear; 
And  heav'nly  hope  his  soul  pervade, 
Though  life,  and  time,  and  worlds,  shall  fade. 

561— C.  M.  Hymn  145.  B.  2. 

Farewell  to  Missionaries. 

1  /~1  0,  messenger  of  love,  and  bear, 
vJ   Upon  thy  gentle  wing, 

The  song  which  seraphs  love  to  hear, 
And  angels  joy  to  sing. 

2  Go,  to  the  heart  with  sin  opprest, 

And  dry  the  sorrwing  tear ; 
Extract  the  thorn  that  wounds  the  breast, 
The  drooping  spirit  cheer. 

3  Go,  say  to  Zion,  "  Jesus  reigns  " — 

By  his  resistless  pow'r, 
He  binds  his  enemies  with  chains  j 
They  fall  to  rise  no  more. 

4.  Tell  how  the  Holy  Spirit  flies, 
As  he  from  heav'n  descends — 
Arrests  his  proudest  enemies, 
And  changes  them  to  friends. 


XH 


666  HYMN  DLXII,  DLXIII. 

562— P.  M.     7.  Hymn  146.  B.  2. 

The  Song  of  Jubilee. 

ARK  !  the  song  of  Jubilee, 
Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore : 
Hallelujah !  for  the  Lord, 

God  omnipotent,  shall  reign ; 
Hallelujah  !    let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

2  Hallelujah  !  hark  !  the  sound, 

From  the  depth  unto  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies  : — 
See  Jehovah's  banner  furl'd, 

Sheatlrd  his  sword:  he  speaks, — 'tis  done, 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole, 

With  illimitable  sway : 
He  shall  reign,  when  like  a  scroll, 

Yonder  heav'ns  have  pass'd  away : 
Then  the  end  ; — beneath  his  rod, 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall  ; 
Hallelujah  !  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all. 

563— P.  M.     8,  7,  4.  Hymn  131.  B.  2. 

The  Triumphs  of  the  Gospel. 

1  "Y7"ES  !  we  trust,  the  day  is  breaking; 
JL     Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand  : 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking 
By  his  word  in  ev*ry  land : 


HYMN  DLXIV.  667 

When  he  chooses, 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command 

2  Let  us  hail  the  joyful  season ; 

Let  us  hail  the  dawning  ray, 
When  the  Lord  appears,  there's  reason 
To  expect  a  glorious  day  : 

At  his  presence 
Gloom  and  darkness  flee  away. 

3  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring  j 

While  he  enters  like  a  flood  ; 
God,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 

Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad  j 

Ev"ry  language 
Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 

4  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious, 

Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand ; 
Let  the  gospel  be  victorious, 
Thro'  the  world  in  ev'ry  land  : 

And  the  idols 
Perish,  Lord,  at  thy  command. 

564-P  M.  Hymn  186.  Add. 

Invocation. 

1  T)  ISE,  gracious  God,  and  shine 
JL\>   In  all  thy  saving  might; 
And  prosper  each  design 

To  spread  thy  glorious  light : 
Let  healing  streams  of  mercy  flow, 
That  all  the  earth  thy  truth  may  know. 

2  O,  bring  the  nations  near, 
That  they  may  sing  thy  praise ; 
Let  all  the  people  hear, 

And  learn  thy  holy  ways. 
Reign,  mighty  God,  assert  thy  cause, 
And  govern  by  thy  righteous  laws. 


$68  HYMN  DLXV. 

3  Put  forth  thy  glorious  power  ; 

The  nations  then  will  see, 

And  earth  present  her  store, 

In  converts  born  to  thee. 
God,  our  own  God,  his  church  will  bless, 
And  earth  will  teem  with  fruitfulness. 

565— C.  M.  Hymn  187.  Add. 

The  Gospel  Light. 

1  OTRETCH,  0  my  soul,  thy  ardent  wing 
O  And  hail  the  dawning  light ; 
Behold,  what  scenes,  what  visions  spring 

Of  infinite  delight. 

2  Soon  shall  the  glorious  eastern  star 

Above  the  mountains  rise  ; 
And  rays  celestial,  beaming  far, 
Illume  e'en  polar  skies. 

3  If  angels  in  their  sphere  rejoice, 

One  rescued  soul  to  greet, 
How  will  they  raise  th'  enraptured  voice, 
Whole  continents  to  meet ! 

4  Siberia  spreads  her  frozen  arms, 

Released  from  sin  and  chains, 
And  Sharon's  rose  exhales  its  charms 
On  Afric's  sultry  plains. 

5  From  Java  to  the  furthest  west 

The  heavenly  light  shall  reach  ; 
And  truth  divine  its  power  attest 
In  every  clime  and  speech. 

6  Shed,  Sun  of  Righteousness,  thy  rays 

On  every  land,  of  night  ; 
Till  all  the  heathen  sing  thy  praise, 
And  hail  the  cheerful  light. 


HYMN  DLXVI,  DLXVII.  669 

566— L.  11  Hymn  188.  Add. 

Thy   Kingdom  come. 

1  /^1  REAT  King  of  Zion,  now  arise, 
vJT  Thy  glorious  promises  fulfil ; 
Behold  thy  church  in  mourning  lies, 
Yet  waiting  for  thy  mercy  still. 

2  O  God,  how  long  ?  thy  people  cry ; 
When  shall  our  prayers  acceptance  gain  1 
Look  from  thy  lofty  throne  on  high, 
And  break  the  prisoners'  heavy  chain. 

3  Let  Asia's  millions  hear  thy  voice ; 
Send  them  thy  heralds  to  proclaim 
Salvation — bid  them  soon  rejoice 
In  Jesus,  our  Emanuel's  name. 

4  Let  Africa,  with  all  her  tribes, 

Be  rescued  from  the  spoiler's  hand  ; 
Nor  lust  of  power,  nor  golden  bribes, 
Draw  murderers  there  to  waste  her  land. 

5  Let  every  nation  under  heaven, 

In  all  their  various  tongues  receive 
The  glorious  gospel  thou  hast  given, 
Renounce  their  idols,  and  believe. 

567— S.  M.  Hymn  189.  Add. 

Glory  of  Christ's  Kingdom. 

1  TESUS,  the  King,  shall  live, 
O     Shall  reign  for  evermore  ; 

To  Him,  her  gold,  shall  Sheba  give, 
And  all  her  treasures  pour. 

2  For  him  the  ceaseless  prayer, 
Like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise; 

While  ev'ry  day  his  praise  shall  bear 
Above  the  lofty  skies. 


670  HYMN  DLXVIII,  DLXIX. 

3  As  seed  on  mountains  shed, 
His  rising  church  shall  grow ; 

Like  trees  on  Lebanon's  high  head, 
Its  plenteous  harvests  show. 

4  Her  sons,  a  numerous  train, 
In  Zion's  gates  shall  spread, 

As  grass  which  fills  the  verdant  plains, 
And  clothes  the  flowery  mead. 

568— L.  M.  Hymn  190.  Add. 

The  People  perish. 

1  ri^HE  heathen  perish  ;  day  by  day 

JL    Thousands  on  thousands  pass  away: 
0  Christians,  to  their  rescue  fly  ; 
Preach  Jesus  to  them  ere  they  die. 

2  Wealth,  labour,  talents,  freely  give — 
Yea,  life  itself,  that  they  may  live. 
What  hath  your  Saviour  done  for  you, 
And  what,  for  him,  will  ye  not  do  ? 

3  Thou,  Spirit  of  the  Lord,  go  forth, 
Call  in  the  south,  wake  up  the  north ; 
From  every  clime,  from  sun  to  sun, 
Gather  God's  children  into  one. 

569— Ss  7s  4s.  Hymn  191.  Add. 

God  with  us. 
OD  is  with  us  in  our  meeting ; 
[ere  he  makes  his  mercy  known  ; 
While  his  praises  we're  repeating, 
He  approves  us  as  his  own. 

Hallelujah, 
This  is  heaven  begun  below. 

God  is  with  us  in  our  labours ; 
Forward  let  us  boldly  press , 


GOD 
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HYMN  DLXX.  €71 

Heathen  nations  are  our  neighbours, 
Let  us  soften  their  distress. 

Hallelujah, 
God  will  hence  our  efforts  bless. 

3  In  his  cause  we  now  assemble, 

All  our  hearts  and  aims  are  one ; 
Idol  priests  begin  to  tremble, 
Idol  gods  are  overthrown. 

Hallelujah, 
Let  Jehovah  reign  alone. 

4  Fired  with  holy  expectation, 

Let  us  spread  the  gospel  wide  ; 
Soon  shall  every  heathen  nation 
Trust  in  Jesus  crucified. 

Hallelujah, 
God  is  still  upon  our  side. 

570— 8s  7s  4s.  Hymn  19$     Add. 

Missions. 
ID  \is,  God  of  love  and  mercy ; 
Aid  us  to  extend  thy  name  : 
Aid  us,  through  each  heathen  nation 
All  thy  goodness  to  proclaim  ; 

And  to  tell  them, 
That  for  them  a  Saviour  came. 

2  May  they  know  their  great  Redeemer, 

Who  for  them,  though  strangers,  died  ; 
May  they  look  with  deep  repentance, 
To  their  Saviour  crucified  ; 

Leave  their  idols, 
And  desire  no  God  beside. 

3  0,  be  there  thy  name  extended, 

And  thy  love  and  mercy  known  ; 
Turn  them  from  their  vain  inventions; 
May  they  live  to  thee  alone  : 

And  O,  claim  them ; 
Claim  them,  Saviour,  for  thine  own. 


A1 


672  HYMN  DLXXI,  DLXXII. 

571—  C.  M.  Hymn  193.  Add. 

Blessing  sought. 

1  T3E  merciful  to  us,  0  God  ; 
JLJ   Upon  thy  people  shine  ; 

And  spread  thy  saving  truth  abroad, 
Till  all  that  live  be  thine. 

2  Give  light  and  comfort  to  thine  own ; 

And  let  thy  light  extend. 
Till  thy  prevailing  name  be  known 
To  earth's  remotest  end. 

3  Let  all  the  people  praise  thee,  Lord  ; 

Let  all  their  homage  bring : 

From  sea  to  sea  be  thou  adored, 

Redeemer.  Judge,  and  King. 

4  Let  all  the  people  praise  thee,  Lord  ; 

Then  earth  her  fruits  shall  give, 
Thy  blessing  shall  on  all  be  pour'd, 
And  all  to  thee  shall  live. 

572— 8s  7s  4s.  Hymn  194.  Ad«l 

A  Light  to  lighten,  Ifc. 


lO 


ER  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness 
Let  the  eye  of  pity  gaze  ; 
See  the  kindreds  of  the  people 
Lost  in  sin's  bewildering  maze  ; 

Darkness   brooding 
On  the  face  of  all  the  earth. 

2   Light  of  them  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Rise  and  shine,  thy  blessings  bring ; 
Light  to  lighten  all  the  gentiles, 
Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wing, 

To  thy  brightness 
Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 


HYMN  DLXXIII.  673 

3  May  the  heathen,  now  adoring 

Idol-gods  of  wood  and  stone, 
Come,  and  worshipping  before  him, 
Serve  the  living  God  alone. 

Let  thy  glory 
Fill  the  earth  as  floods  the  sea. 

4  Thou,  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 

Speak  the  word  ;  at  thy  command, 
Let  the  company  of  preachers 

Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land. 

Lord,  be  with  them, 
Alway — to  the  end  of  time. 


573— 8s  7s.  Hymn  195.  Add 

Spread  of  the  Grospel. 

1  T7TNG  of  Zion,  give  the  order, 
_L\_   Send  thy  light  and  truth  abroad, 
O,  let  Zion  stretch  her  border, 

Zion,  favour'd  of  her  God. 

2  Thou  canst  form  the  zealous  preacher, 
Thou  canst  light  and  love  impart ; 

Send  thy  word  to  every  creature, 
Send  it  to  the  sinner's  heart. 

3  0,  let  many  now  be  ready 
To  go  forth,  at  thy  command, 

Men  of  faith,  approved  and  steady- 
Leaving  all  at  thy  command. 

4  Send  thy  truth  to  every  region, 
Let  the  distant  people  hear  ; 

Let  them  turn  from  false  religion, 

And  to  truth  alone  give  ear. 
29 


674  HYMN  DLXXIV,  DLXXV 

574— 8s  7s.  Hymn  196.  Add 

The  Christian  Call. 

1  /CHRISTIANS,  up!  the  day  is  breaking, 
\J   Gird  your  ready  armour  on  ; 
Slumbering  hosts  around  are  waking, 

Rouse  ye  !  in  the  Lord  be  strong. 

2  See  !  the  blest  millennial  dawning, 

Bright  the  beams  of  Bethlehem's  star  ; 
Eastern  lands,  behold  the  morning, 
Lo  !  it  glimmers  from  afar. 

3  While  ye  sleep  or  idly  linger, 

Thousands  sink  with  none  to  save ; 
Hasten  !    Time's  unerring  ringer 
Points  to  many  an  open  grave. 

4  Hark !  un number 'd  voices  crying, 

"  Save  us,  or  we  droop  and  die  !" 
Succour  bear  the  faint  and  dying, 
On  the  wings  of  mercy  fly. 

5  Lead  them  to  the  crystal  fountain, 

Gushing  with  the  streams  of  life  ; 
Guide  them  to  the  sheltering  mountain, 
For  the  gale  with  death  is  rife. 

6  O'er  the  mountain-top  ascending, 

Soon  the  scatter'd  light  shall  rise, 
Till,  in  radiant  glory  blending, 

Heaven's  high  noon  shall  greet  our  eyes. 

575— Ss  7s.  Hymn  197.  Add 

Latter-Day  Glory. 
1   TTARK  !  a  cry  among  the  nations— 
XI  "  Come,  and  let  us  seek  the  Lord ; 
Vain  our  former  expectations, 
Vain  the  idols  we  adored  j 


HYMN  DLXXVI.  675 

Zion's  King  is  God  alone, 
Let  us  bow  before  his  throne." 

2  See !  from  every  quarter  flowing, 

Joyful  crowds  assemble  round; 
Love  in  every  heart  is  glowing, 
Praise  is  heard  in. every  sound. 
While  Jehovah  shows  his  face, 
Glory  fills  the  sacred  place. 

3  Weapons,  meant  for  mutual  slaughter, 

Now  are  instruments  of  peace  ; 
They  who  taste  the  living  water, 
Learn  from  war  and  strife  to  cease  j 
Jesus  reigns !  the  earth  is  still ; 
All  the  nations  do  his  will. 

576— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  198.  Add. 

Prayer  for  the  Heathen. 
OP  of  the  nations,  bow  thine  ear, 
And  listen  to  our  fervent  prayer, 
Through  thy  beloved  Son  : 
Build  up  the  kingdom  of  his  grace, 
Amid  the  millions  of  our  race, 
And  make  thy  wonders  known. 

2  Send  forth  the  heralds  in  his  name, 
Bid  them  a  Saviour's  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
Till  every  land  shall  hear  the  sound, 
And  send  the  joyful  echoes  round, 

Amid  the  shades  of  death. 

3  0  let  the  nations  rise  and  bring 
Their  off 'rings  to  th'  Almighty  King, 

And  trust  in  him  alone  ; 
Renounce  their  idols,  and  adore 
The  God  of  gods  for  evermore, 

Upon  his  lofty  throne. 


G( 


676  HYMN  DLXXVII. 

4  The  dying  millions  then  shall  prove 
The  matchless  power  of  bleeding  love, 

And  feel  their  sins  forgiven; 
Shall  join  the  convert's  joyful  throng, 
And  raise  on  high  redemption's  song, 

Along  the  path  to  heaven. 


577— 8s  7s  4s.  Hymn  199.  Add. 

Fountain  of  Life. 
IEE,  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain, 


xs 


Streams  of  living  water  flow  ! 
God  has  open'd  there  a  fountain 
That  supplies  the  plains  below  : 

They  are  blessed, 
Who  its  sovereign  virtues  know. 

2  Through  ten  thousand  channels,  flowing, 

Streams  of  mercy  find  their  way; 
Life,  and  health,  and  joy  bestowing, 
Making  all  around  look  gay : 

0  ye  nations ! 
Hail  the  long-expected  day. 

3  Gladden"d  by  the  flowing  treasure, 

All  enriching  as  it  goes ; 
Lo,  the  desert  smiles  with  pleasure, 
Buds  and  blossoms  as  the  rose  : 

Every  object 
Sings  for  joy  where'er  it  flows. 

4  Trees  of  life,  the  banks  adorning, 

Yield  their  fruit  to  all  around  ; 
Those  who  eat  are  saved  from  mourning, 
Pleasure  comes,  and  hopes  abound  ; 

Fair  their  portion — 
Endless  life,  with  glory  crown'd. 


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HYMN  DLXXVIII,  DLXXIX.  677 

578— S.  M.  Hymn  200.  Add. 

Spread  of  the  Gospel. 

LORD,  our  God,  arise, 
The  cause  of  truth  maintain ; 
And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
Extend  her  blessed  reign. 

2  Thou  Prince  of  Life,  arise, 
Nor  let  thy  glory  cease  ; 

Far  spread  the  conquests  of  thy  grace, 
And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 

3  Thou,  Holy  Ghost,  arise, 
Extend  thy  healing  wing, 

And  o'er  a  dark  and  ruin'd  world 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 

4  Let  all  on  earth  arise, 
To  God  the  Saviour  sing, 

From  shore  to  shore — from  earth  to  heaven, 
Let  echoing  anthems  ring ! 

579— lis  10s.  Hymn  201.  Add. 

Millennium. 

1  TT  AIL,  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morn- 
XI  ing, 

Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have  lain ; 
Hush'd  be  the  accents  of  sorrow  and  mourning, 
Zion,  in  triumph,  begins  her  mild  reign. 

2  Hail,  to  the  brightness  of  Zion"s  glad  morning, 

Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold  ; 
Hail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  returning, 
Gentiles  and  Jews  the  blest  vision  behold. 

3  Lo,  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  springing, 

Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along  j 


678  HYMN  DLXXX. 

Loud  from  the  mountain-top  echoes  are  ringing, 
Wastes  rise  in  verdure  and  mingle  in  song. 

4  See  from  all  lands — from  the  isles  of  the  ocean, 
Praise  to  Jehovah,  ascending  on  high ; 
Fall?n  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commotion, 
Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 


580— 7s  Gs.  Hymn  202.  Add 

The  Gospel  Banner. 

1  IVfOW  be  the  gospel  banner 
±\    In  every  land  unfurl'd ; 
And  be  the  shout,  Hosanna, 

Re-echoed  through  the  world : 
Till  every  isle  and  nation, 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 

And  join  the  happy  throng. 

2  What  though  th'  embattled  legions 

Of  earth  and  hell  combine  ? 
His  arm  throughout  their  regions 

Shall  soon  resplendent  shine ; 
Ride  on,  O  Lord,  victorious, 

Emanuel,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  triumph  shall  be  glorious, 

Thy  empire  still  increase. 

3  Yes,  thou  shalt  reign  for  ever, 

O  Jesus,  King  of  kings, 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favour, 

Each  ransom'd  captive  sings  : 
The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise, 
The  hills  and  valleys  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise. 


HYMN  DLXXX1.  679 

581— 7s  6s.  Hymn  203.  Add. 

Send  the  Gospel. 


lS 


END,  send  the  gospel  message, 
In  every  language  send ; 
Give  it  a  speedy  passage, 

To  gain  its  glorious  end ; 
God,  from  on  high,  commands  us, 

We  may  not  now  delay ; 
The  heathen,  too,  implore  us — 
They  perish  day  by  day. 

2  Freely  have  come  our  blessings ; 

How  freely  still  bestow'd  ! 
'Tis  love,  the  soul  impressing, 

Would  send  these  gifts  abroad  ; 
We  all  were  outcast  aliens, 

Exposed  to  death  and  wo ; 
Our  distant  fathers,  pagans, 

Bound  to  their  idols  too. 

3  How  can  we,  to  the  heathen, 

Say,  Perish  in  your  sins  ? 
Nor  labour  now  to  free  them, 

And  guide  to  joyful  scenes  ; 
How  can  our  hearts  so  harden, 

When  we  deserve  to  die, 
As  not  to  tell  of  pardon, 

And  help  to  Jesus  fly  ? 

4  Proclaim  aloud  the  Saviour ; 

Far,  far  let  him  be  known ; 
Let  each  implore  his  favour, 

Let  prayer  besiege  the  throne  : 
In  labours,  all,  assistant, 

Conspire  to  spread  his  grace, 
Till  lands  to  us  most  distant, 

Shall  learn  to  seek  his  face. 


630  HYMN  DLXXXII,  DLXXXIII. 

582— 7s.  Hymn  204.  Add. 

Tell  us  of  the  Night. 

1  TT7ATCHMAN,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

VV     What  its  signs  of  promise  are  ? 
Trav'ller,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 
See  the  glory-beaming  star. 
Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray, 
Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Trav'ller,  yes,  it  brings  the  day — 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night: 
Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Trav'ller,  blessedness  and  light, 
Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends. 
Watchman,  will  its  beams,  alone 
Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth? 
Trav'ller,  ages  are  its  own ; 

See  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn : 
Trav'ller,  darkness  takes  its  flight; 
Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman,  let  thy  wand'ring  cease, 
Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home  : 
Trav'ller,  lo!  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Lo  !  the  Son  of  God  is  come, 

583— 7s  6s.  Hymn  205.  Add. 

Millenium. 

1  XX7  HEN  shall  the  voice  of  singing 
VV     Flow  joyfully  along  : 
When  hill  and  valley  ringing 
With  one  triumphant  song, 


HYMN  DLXXXIV.  681 

Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 
And  him  who  once  was  slain, 

Again  to  earth  descended, 
In  righteousness  to  reign? 

2  Then  from  the  lofty  mountains 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly; 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply : 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
All  hallelujah  swelling 

In  one  eternal  round. 

584— L.  M.  Hymn  206.  Add. 

Prayer  for  Labourers. 

1  T    ORD  of  the  harvest,  bend  thine  ear, 
JL-i   For  Zion's  heritage  appear  ; 

O  send  forth  labourers  fill'd  with  zeal, 
Swift  to  obey  their  Master's  will. 

2  Hast  thou  not  bid  us  fervent  pray 
For  help  in  such  a  trying  day? 
Wilt  thou  not  listen  when  we  cry, 
And  send  the  blessing  from  on  high  ? 

3  Our  lifted  eyes,  0  Lord,  behold 

The  rip*ning  harvest  tinged  with  gold, 
Wide  fields  are  op'ning  to  our  view: 
The  work  is  great,  the  lab'rers  few. 

4  Under  the  guidance  of  thy  hand 
Let  Zion's  sons  in  many  a  band 
Arise,  to  bless  the  dying  race, 
As  heralds  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  Bid  all  their  hearts  with  ardour  glow, 
As  gospel  messengers  to  go, 

And  publish  the  inspiring  sound 
Far  as  the  race  of  man  is  found. 
29  * 


682  HYMN  DLXXXV,  DLXXXVI. 

6  Lord  of  the  harvest,  bid  them  rise, 
Trained  by  the  influence  of  the  skies, 
In  wisdom,  knowledge,  grace,  to  shine, 
Till  every  kingdom  shall  be  thine. 

585— P.  M.  Hymn  207.  Add 

The  Gospel. 

1  TTARK  !  hark!  the  notes  of  joy 
XX  Roll  o'er  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  seraphs  find  employ 

For  their  sublimest  strains. 
Some  new  delight  in  heaven  is  known, 
Loud  ring  the  harps  around  the  throne. 

2  Hark !  hark  !  the  sounds  draw  nigh, 
The  joyful  hosts  descend  ; 

Jesus  forsakes  the  sky, 

To  earth  his  footsteps  bend. 
He  comes  to  bless  our  fallen  race, 
He  comes  with  messages  of  grace. 

3  Bear  !  bear  the  tidings  round  ; 
Let  every  mortal  know 
What  love  in  God  is  found  j 
What  pity  he  can  show. 

Ye  winds,  that  blow — ye  waves,  that  roll, 
Bear  the  glad  news  from  pole  to  pole. 

4  Strike  !  strike  the  harps  again, 
To  greet  Emanuel's  name  ; 
Arise,  ye  sons  of  men, 

And  loud  his  grace  proclaim. 
Angels,  and  men,  wake  every  string, 
'Tis  God  the  Saviour's  praise  we  sing. 

586— L.  M.  Hymn  208.  Add. 

Spread  of  the  Gospel. 
1   T3EH0LD,  the  heathen  waits  to  know 
XJ  The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow  ; 


HYMN  DLXXXVII.  683 

The  exiled  captive  to  receive 
The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

2  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart, 
In  this  blest  labour  share  a  part ; 
Our  prayers  and  offerings  gladly  bring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 

3  Our  hearts  exult  in  songs  of  praise, 
That  we  have  seen  these  latter  days ; 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  be  known, 
Where  Satan  long  hath  held  his  throne. 

4  Where'er  his  hand  hath  spread  the  skies, 
Sweet  incense  to  his  name  shall  rise  ; 
And  slave  and  freeman — Greek  and  Jew, 
By  sovereign  grace  be  form'd  anew. 

5  8  7— S.  M.  Hymn  209.  Add. 

Christ's  Reign. 

1  pi  REAT  heir  of  David's  throne  ! 
VJ~  Thy  royal  power  assume  ; 

Come,  reign  in  faithful  hearts  alone, 
Thou  blest  Redeemer,  come. 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  of  grace 
In  all  the  heathen's  sight — 

Thy  kingdom  of  true  holiness — 
And  order  it  aright. 

3  Now,  for  thy  promise'  sake, 
O'er  earth  exalted  be : 

The  kingdom,  power,  and  glory  take, 
Which  all  belong  to  thee. 

4  In  zeal  for  God  and  man, 
Thy  full  salvation  bring  : 

The  universal  Monarch  reign, 
The  saints'  eternal  King. 


684        HYMN  DLXXXVIII,  DLXXXIX. 

588— L.  M.  Hymn  210.  Add. 

Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  OOON  may  the  last  glad  song  arise, 

O  Through  all  the  millions  of  the  skies— 
That  song  of  triumph  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's. 

2  Let  thrones,  and  powers,  and  kingdoms  be 
Obedient,  mighty  God,  to  thee ; 

And  over  land,  and  stream,  and  main, 
Now  wave  the  sceptre  of  thy  reign. 

3  O,  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell; 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell — 
Till  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 
But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns. 

589— 8s  7s  4s.  Hymn  211.  Add 

Spirit  sought. 

1  "TTTHO  but  thou,  Almighty  Spirit, 

W     Can  the  heathen  world  reclaim? 
Men  may  preach — but  till  thou  favour, 
Heathens  will  be  still  the  same: 

Mighty  Spirit, 
Witness  to  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Thou  hast  promised,  by  the  prophets, 

Glorious  light  in  latter  days  : 
Come,  and  bless  bewilder'd  nations, 
Change  our  prayers  and  tears  to  praise: 

Promised  Spirit, 
Round  the  world  diffuse  thy  rays. 

3  All  our  hopes,  and  prayers,  and  labours, 

Must  be  vain  without  thine  aid : 
But  thou  wilt  not  disappoint  us — 
All  is  true  that  thou  hast  said  : 

Faithful  Spirit, 
O'er  the  world  thine  influence  shed. 


V 


HYMN  DXC,  DXCI.  G85 

590— C.  M.  Hymn  212.  Add 

Thy   Will  be  done. 

1  /^1  REAT  Saviour,  let  thy  power  divine 
VJ  O'er  all  the  earth  be  known ; 

Let  all  to  thee,  their  will  resign, 
And  make  thy  will  their  own. 

2  Perversion  marks  the  guilty  way, 

Which  heathens  madly  tread  ; 
From  all  thy  laws  they  go  astray, 
And  hasten  to  the  dead. 

3  Thou,  Saviour-God,  hast  power  alone 

To  turn  their  wand'ring  feet, 
To  bend  their  souls  before  thy  throne, 
Low  at  thy  mercy-seat 

4  For,  all  the  power,  beneath,  above, 

Thy  wounded  hands  sustain  ; 
Then  sway  the  sceptre  of  thy  love, 
And  let  thy  mercy  reign. 

591— L.  M.  Hymn  213.  Add 

The  Latter-Day  Glory. 

1  TT7HEN  will  the  happy  trump  proclaim 

VV     The  judgment  of  the  martyr d  Lamb? 
When  shall  the  captive  troops  be  free, 
And  keep  th'  eternal  jubilee  ? 

2  Hasten  it,  Lord,  in  every  land  ; 

Send  thou  thine  angels,  and  command, 
"  Go,  sound  deliverance,  loudly  blow — 
Salvation  to  the  saints  below." 

3  We  long  to  have  the  day  appear, 
The  promised,  great  sabbatic  year; 
When,  far  from  grief,  and  sin,  and  hell, 
Israel  in  ceaseless  peace  shall  dwell. 


68G  HYMN  DXCII,  DXCIII. 

4  Till  then,  we  will  not  let  thee  rest ; 
Thou  still  shalt  hear  our  strong  request ; 
And  this  our  daily  prayer  shall  be, 
Lord,  sound  the  trump  of  jubilee. 

592— L.  M.  Hymn  214.  Add. 

Success  anticipated. 

1  TOEHOLD,  th'  expected  time  draw  near, 
JL3  The  shades  disperse,  the  dawn  appear  j 
Behold  the  wilderness  assume 

The  beauteous  tints  of  Eden's  bloom. 

2  Events  with  prophecies  conspire 
To  raise  our  faith,  our  zeal  to  fire : 
The  ripening  fields,  already  white, 
Present  a  harvest  to  the  sight. 

3  The  untaught  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow  ; 
The  exiled  captive,  to  receive 

The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

4  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart, 
In  the  blest  labour  share  a  part ; 

Our  prayers  and  offerings  gladly  bring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 

593— Ss  7s  4s.  Hymn  215.  AdcL 

Without  Hope. 

1  TT7"HO  can  tell  what  notes  of  sadness 
VV     From  the  hills  and  valleys  rise, 
Where  no  messages  of  gladness 
Echo  from  the  bending  skies. 

Where  in  darkness, 
Without  hope,  the  sinner  dies. 


HYMN  DXCIV.  63' 

2  0  how  desolate  the  dwelling, 

Where  our  God  is  not  revered  ; 
Where  no  song  of  praise  is  swelling, 
Nor  the  voice  of  prayer  is  heard ; 

Where  religion's 
Cheering  rays  have  ne'er  appeared  ! 

3  Where  the  seeds  of  sin  are  growing, 

And  the  paths  of  folly  lie  ; 
Where  the  streams  of  death  are  flowing, 
With  destruction  ever  nigh  ; 

Bid  the  gospel 
Wave  its  peaceful  banners  high. 


G' 


594—8s  7s.  Hymn  216.  Add. 

Church's  Appeal. 

0  and  preach  to  ev'ry  creature !" 
Such  the  Saviour's  last  command, 
Not  excepting  hue  or  feature, 

Burning  clime,  or  barb'rous  land. 

2  Look  to  China's  countless  millions  ; 

Look  to  Afric's  dark-hued  race  ; 
Look  to  Araby's  pavilions, 
Nation  after  nation  trace. 

3  They  are  sinking,  they  are  dying, 

Losing  heavenly  bliss  above  ; 
Loud  to  us  their  voice  is  crying, 

"  Come,  and  save  us,  in  your  love  !" 

4  Who  is  ready  now  to  sever 

Bands  that  round  his  heart  entwine  ? 
Who  will  go,  resolving  never, 
Under  sufferings,  to  repine. 


688  HYMN  DXCV,  DXCVI. 

595— 7s  6s.  Hymn  217.  Add. 

Departure  of  a  Missionary. 

1  pO,  for  the  Master  calls  thee, 
VT  Nor  shed  one  hitter  tear ; 
No  bondage  hard  enthrals  thee, 

Nor  hast  thou  aught  to  fear ; 
To  Him  we  now  commend  thee, 

Who  rules  above  the  skies ; 
Whose  blessing  will  attend  thee, 

Where'er  thy  pathway  lies. 

2  Go.  in  the  midst  of  dangers, 

Declare  a  Saviour's  love ; 
Till  listening  heathen  strangers 

His  willing  subjects  prove  j 
Till  many  a  crowd  assembling, 

Shall  hearken  to  his  voice ; 
Confess  their  guilt  with  trembling, 

And  in  his  name  rejoice. 

3  Go,  for  the  Master  calls  thee 

Far  from  thy  native  home ; 
Whatever  there  befalls  thee, 

Whatever  ills  may  come, 
He  is  thy  strong  salvation ; 

His  presence  thou  shalt  share ; 
He'll  hear  thy  supplication, 

And  answer  every  prayer. 

596— 7s  6s.  Hymn  218.  Add. 

Departure  of  Missionaries. 

1   "D  OLL  on,  thou  mighty  ocean, 
XV   And.  as  thy  billows  flow, 
Bear  messengers  of  mercy 
To  every  vale  of  wo  ; 


HYMN  DXCVI1.  6S9 

Arise,  ye  gales,  and  waft  them 

Safe  to  their  destined  shore  ; 
That  men  may  sit  in  darkness 

And  death's  black  shade  no  more. 

2  0  thou  eternal  Ruler, 

Who  holdest  in  thine  arm 
The  tempests  of  the  ocean, 

Deliver  them  from  harm  ; 
Thy  presence  still  be  with  them 

Wherever  they  may  be  ; 
Though  far  from  those  who  love  them, 

Let  them  be  nigh  to  thee. 

597— C.  M.  Hymn  219.  Add. 

Be  not  afraid,  fyc. 

1  (~*\  0,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim, 
VJ  Ye  favour'd  men  of  God  ; 

Go,  publish,  through  Emanuel's  name, 
Salvation  bought  with  blood. 

2  What  though  your  arduous  track  may  lie 

Through  regions  dark  as  death — 
What,  though,  your  faith  and  zeal  to  try, 
Perils  beset  your  path. 

3  Yet  with  determined  courage  go, 

And  arm'd  with  power  divine  : 
Your  God  will  needful  strength  bestow, 
And  on  your  labours  shine. 

4  He  who  has  call'd  you  to  the  war, 

Will  recompense  your  pains, 
Before  Messiah's  conquering  car 
Shall  mountains  sink  to  plains. 

5  Shrink  not,  though  earth  and  hell  oppose, 

But  plead  your  Master's  cause ; 
Assured  that  e'en  your  mightiest  foes 
Shall  bow  before  his  cross. 


690  HYMN  DXCVIII,  DXCIX. 

598— 8s  7s  4s.  Hymn  220.  Add. 

Missionary  Call. 

1  11/1  EN  of  God,  go,  take  your  stations 

-LVJL  Where  darkness  broods  upon  the  earth : 
Loud  proclaim  among  the  nations 

Joyful  news  of  heavenly  birth. 
Bear  the  tidings 

Of  the  Saviour's  matchless  worth. 

2  Go  to  men  in  darkness  sleeping ; 

Tell  that  Christ  is  strong  to  save  ; 
Go  to  men  in  bondage  weeping ; 
Publish  freedom  to  the  slave  : 

Tell  the  dying 
Christ  has  triumph'd  o'er  the  grave. 

3  What,  though  earth  and  hell  united 

Should  oppose  the  Saviour's  reign  ; 
Plead  his  cause  to  souls  benighted ; 
Fear  ye  not  the  face  of  men. 

Vain  the  tumult — 
Earth  and  hell  will  rage  in  vain. 

4  When  exposed  to  fearful  dangers, 

Jesus  will  his  own  defend ; 
Borne  afar  'midst  foes  and  strangers, 
Jesus  is  your  faithful  Friend  j 

And  his  presence 
Shall  be  with  you  to  the  end. 

599— S.  M.  Hymn  221.  Add 

Missionary  Call. 

1  T/'E  messengers  of  Christ, 

JL     His  sovereign  voice  obey ; 
Arise,  and  follow  where  he  leads, 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 


HYMN  DC.  691 

2  The  Master  whom  you  serve 
Will  needful  strength  bestow  ; 

Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

3  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains, 
And  hell  in  vain  oppose  ; 

The  cause  is  God's,  and  will  prevail, 
In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 

4  Go,  spread  the  Saviour's  fame, 
And  tell  his  matchless  grace 

To  the  most  guilty  and  depraved 
Of  Adam's  numerous  race. 

5  We  wish  you,  in  his  name, 
The  most  divine  success  ; 

Assured  that  he  who  sends  you  forth 
Will  all  your  labours  bless. 

600— 8s  7s.  Hymn  222.  Add. 

For  Missionaries. 
[OFTLY  blow,  ye  fav'ring  breezes, 
Winds  of  heaven,  propitious  smile, 
Speed  the  ship  across  the  ocean, 

Safely  to  her  destined  isle. 
Now  she  rides  the  bounding  billow, 

Proudly  urging  on  her  way  ; 
He  who  holds  the  storm  is  with  her, 
God,  the  missionary's  stay. 

Fathers  !  faint  not ;  those  departing 

To  a  friendless  heathen  shore, 
Go  to  toil  'mid  scenes  of  peril, 

Where  Emanuel  toiTd  before. 
Mothers  !  weep  not ;  those  your  offspring, 

Bound  to  yonder  pagan  coast, 
Go  to  reap  the  noblest  laurel — 

Go  to  seek  the  poor  and  lost. 


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692  HYMN  DCI. 

3  Who  are  these  that  haste  to  greet  thee, 

King  of  men  !  in  gathering  clouds  ? 
Who  are  these  that  fly  to  meet  thee, 

Rapidly  as  summer's  clouds  ? 
Lo  !  the  ships  of  Tarshish,  bearing 

Nobler  freight  than  Ophir  saw ; 
Thither,  where  the  isles  are  waiting, 

Waiting  for  Messiah's  law. 


JEWISH   CONCERT. 

601— 7s  6s.  Hymn  223.  Add. 

The  Salvation  of  Israel. 

\  C\    THAT  the  Lord's  salvation 
V_/j     Were  out  of  Zion  come, 
To  heal  his  ancient  nation, 
To  lead  his  outcasts  home  ! 

2  How  long  the  holy  city 

Shall  heathen  feet  profane  1 
Return,  O  Lord,  in  pity  ; 
Rebuild  her  walls  again. 

3  Let  fall  thy  rod  of  terror, 

Thy  saving  grace  impart ; 
Roll  back  the  veil  of  error, 
Release  the  fetter'd  heart : 

4  Let  Israel,  home  returning, 

Her  lost  Messiah  see  ; 
Give  oil  of  joy  for  mourning, 
And  bind  thy  church  to  thee. 


HYMN  DCII,  DCm.  693 

602— Ss  7s  4s.  Hymn  224.  Add. 

Zion  comforted. 
the  mountain's  top  appearing, 


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Lo  !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands ; 

Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning, 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  Gocl,  will  now  restore  thee ! 

He  himself  appears  thy  friend  ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee, 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end  j 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee, 

All  thy  warfare  now  be  past ; 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee, 
Victory  is  thine  at  last : 
All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 

603— 8s.  Hymn  225.  Add 

Israels  Restoration. 

1   rpHE  Song  of  Israel  is  hush'd, 

J-    And  all  their  tales  of  triumph  told, 
And  mute  is  every  voice  that  gush'd, 
In  music  to  their  harps  of  gold. 


694  HYMN  DCIV. 

2  A  cloud  is  on  their  fathers"  grave, 
And  darkly  spreads  o"er  Zion's  hill, 

E*en  there,  their  sons  are  scorn'd  as  slaves, 
Or  roam  like  homeless  wanderers  still. 

3  Yet  'mid  the  world's  tumultuous  roar, 
Floats  clear  and  sweet  the  solemn  word, 
"  O,  virgin  daughter,  faint  no  more, 

Thy  tears  are  seen — thy  prayers  are  heard." 

4  What,  though  with  spirits  crush'd  and  broke, 
Thy  tribes  like  desert  exiles  rove, 
Though  Judah  feels  the  strangers'  yoke, 
And  Ephraim  is  a  heartless  dove. 

5  Yet,  yet,  shall  Judah's  Lion  wake, 
And  the  bright  day  of  promise  come, 
Thy  sons  their  iron  bondage  break, 

And  God  shall  lead  the  wanderers  home. 


604— L.  M.  Hymn  226.  Add. 

Plea  for  Jacob. 

1  A    RISE,  great  God,  and  let  thy  grace 
.xjL   Shed  its  glad  beams  on  Jacob's  race ; 
Restore  the  long-lost,  scatter 'd  band, 
And  call  them  to  their  native  land. 

2  Their  mis'ry  let  thy  mercy  heal, 
Their  trespass  hide,  their  pardon  seal: 
0  God  of  Israel,  hear  our  prayer, 
And  grant  them  still  thy  love  to  share. 

3  Thy  quick'ning  Spirit  now  impart, 
And  wake  to  joy  each  grateful  heart, 
While  Israel's  rescued  tribes  in  thee 
Their  bliss  and  full  salvation  see. 


HYMN  DCV,  DCV1.  695 

605— L.  M.  Hymn  227.  Add. 

Help  for  Israel. 

1  /~\    WHY  should  Israel's  sons,  once  blest, 
V-Zj   Still  roam  the  scorning  world  around; 
Disown'd  of  Heaven,  by  men  oppress'd, 
Outcasts  from  Zion's  hallow*d  ground  ? 

2  0  God  of  Jacob,  view  their  race  ; 
Back  to  thy  fold  the  wand*rers  bring ; 
Teach  them  to  seek  thy  slighted  grace, 
To  hail  in  Christ  their  promised  King. 

3  While  Judah  views  his  birthright  gone, 
With  contrite  shame  his  bosom  move, 
The  Saviour  he  denied,  to  own — 
The  Lord  he  crucified,  to  love. 

4  Haste,  glorious  day,  expected  long, 

When  Jew  and  Greek  one  prayer  shall  pour; 
With  eager  feet,  one  temple  throng; 
One  God,  with  grateful  praise,  adore. 

606— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  228.  Add 

Plea  for  Israel. 

1  T  I  THE  promise  we  for  Israel  plead, 

JL     O,  that  the  once  beloved  seed 
Back  to  their  Lord  might  come  ! 

Now  bid  them  look  on  thee  and  mourn  ; 

Where'er  dispersed,  collect  and  turn, 
And  bring  thy  wanderers  home. 

2  To  Jews  the  gospel  faith  impart, 
And  pastors  after  thine  own  heart, 

Thine  ancient  flock  to  feed 
With  knowledge  of  the  crucified, 
The  Lord,  who  by  their  malice  died, 

And  surfer 'd  in  their  stead. 


696  HYMN  DCVII,  DCVIII. 

607— L.  M.  Hymn  229.  Add 

Hope  for  Israel. 

1  TSRAEL,  thy  mournful  night  is  past, 
A  Thy  bitter  cup  wrung  out  at  last ; 
A  day  of  rest  to  thee  is  given, 

The  promise  is  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  The  Lord  will  not  forget  the  grace 
Reserved  for  faithful  Abr'am's  race  ; 
His  love  their  wand' rings  shall  restore, 
And  guide  them  that  they  stray  no  more. 

3  Israel !  'tis  thine  accepted  day, 

Thy  God,  himself,  prepares  the  way- 
Behold  his  ensign  from  afar, 
Behold  the  light  of  Jacob's  star. 

4  That  star,  which  once  o'er  Bethlehem  rose, 
A  token  on  thy  mountains  glows ; 

The  morn  of  earth's  blest  jubilee 
Sheds  its  sweet  early  light  on  thee. 

5  And  thou,  who  once  on  Israel's  ground 
A  homeless  wanderer  wast  found — 
Redeemer,  on  thy  heavenly  throne, 
Still  call  that  ancient  church  thine  own. 

6  Bid  her  departed  light  return, 

Thy  holy  splendour  round  her  burn ; 
From  prostrate  Judah's  ruins,  raise 
A  living  temple  to  thy  praise. 

608— lis.  Hymn  230.  Add. 

Zion  encouraged. 

1  "pvAUGHTER  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sad- 
_LJ  ness ; 

Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more, 


HYMN  DCIX.  697 

Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day-star  of  glad- 
ness ; 
Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes  ;  but  the  arm  that  subdued 

them, 
And  scatter'd  their  legions,  was  mightier  far; 
They  fled,  like  the  chaff,  from  the  scourge  that 

pursued  them, 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the   power,  that   hath   saved 

thee, 
Extoll'd  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should  be; 
Shout  —  for  the  foe   is  destroy'd    that    enslaved 

thee, 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquislfd,  and  Zion  is  free ! 

609—73.  Hymn  231.  Add. 

Zion  enlarged. 

IVE  us  room,  that  we  may  dwell," 
Zion's  children  cry  aloud  : 
See  their  numbers — how  they  swell, 
How  they  gather  like  a  cloud. 

O,  how  bright  the  morning  seems, 
Brighter,  from  so  dark  a  night; 
Zion  is  like  one  that  dreams, 
Filfd  with  wonder  and  delight. 

Lo,  thy  sun  goes  down  no  more, 
God  himself  will  be  thy  light; 
All  that  caused  thee  grief  before 
Buried  lies  in  endless  night. 

Zion,  now  arise  and   shine, 
Lo,  thy  light  from  heaven  is  come ; 
These  that  crowd  from  far  are  thine, 
Give  thy  sons  and  daughters  room. 
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698  HYMN  DCX,  DCXI. 


REVIVAL. 

610— P.  M.     8,  7.  Hymn  130.  B.  2. 

The  Lord's  Vineyard. 

1  OEE  the  vineyard  lately  planted 
O  By  thy  hand,  0  Lord  of  hosts ! 
Let  thy  people's  pray'r  be  granted — 

Keep  it  safe  from  hostile  boasts ; 
Hear,  O  hear  us  when  we  pray — 
Keep  thy  vineyard  night  and  day. 

2  Drooping  plants  revive  and  nourish  ; 

Let  them  thrive  beneath  thy  hand  ; 
Let  the  weak  grow  strong,  and  flourish, 

Blooming  fair  at  thy  command  ; 
Let  the  fruitful  yield  thee  more  ; 
Laden  with  a  faithful  store. 

3  Further,  Lord,  be  thou  intreated  ; 

Plant  the  barren  waste  around  ; 
Let  thy  work  be  thus  completed, 

And  no  fruitless  spot  be  found  ; 
Let  the  earth  a  vineyard  be, 
Consecrated,  Lord,  to  thee. 

611— L.  M.  Hymn  105.  B.  1. 

On  a  Fast-day  for  the  revival  of  religion. 

1  T    OOK  down,  O  God,  with  pitying  eye, 
-Li   See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie ; 

Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 
And  scatters  slaughter'd  heaps  around. 

2  And  can  these  mould' ring  corpses  live  ? 
And  can  these  dead,  dry  bones  revive  ? 
That,  mighty  God,  to  thee  is  known ; 
That  wondrous  work  is  all  thine  own. 


HYMN  DCXII.  699 

3  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain 
To  prophesy  upon  the  slain ; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

4  O  let  thy  Spirit  come  and  breathe 
New  life  thro'  all  the  realms  of  death  ! 
Dry  bones  shall  then  obey  thy  voice, 
Shall  move,  shall  waken,  and  rejoice. 

5  Loud  let  the  gospel-trumpet  blow, 
Let  all  the  isles  their  Saviour  know  : 
0 !  call  the  nations  from  afar  ; 

Make  earth's  remotest  ends  draw  near. 

6  Then  shall  each  age  and  rank  agree 
To  raise  their  shouts  of  praise  to  thee; 

The  church  will  know,  while  loud  she  sings, 
That  in  her  God  are  all  her  springs. 

612— P.  M.     8,  7.  Hymn  127.  B.  2. 

Declension  of  Religion  lamented. 
TCE,  0  Lord,  thy  garden  flourish'd, 
Ev*ry  part  lookd  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd, 

Happy  seasons  we  have  seen  ! 
But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see; 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 

Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 
Some,  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 

We  shall  meet  no  more  below ; 
Some,  alas !  we  fear  are  blighted, — 

Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show. 
Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again ; 
Oh,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 

Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain ! 


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700  HYMN  DCXIII,  DCXIV. 


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613— P.  M.     8,  7,  4.  Hymn  128.  B.  2 

Prayer  for  a  Revival. 
AVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation  ; 
Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain  ! 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again. 

Lord,  revive  us  ; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance  ; 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  pray'rs ; 
Let  each  one  esteem'd  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 

4  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power : 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh ; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

614— L.  M.  Hymn  232.  Add 

Revival  sought. 

1  r\  GOD  of  Zion,  from  the  skies, 
v^   In  mercy  bow  thy  gracious  ear; 
While  Zion's  watchmen  raise  their  cries, 
Do  thou,  Almighty  Father,  hear  ? 

2  Since  thy  remembrancers  they  are, 
Why  should  thy  servants  give  thee  rest, 
Until,  in  answer  to  their  prayer, 

Thy  church  is  with  thy  favour  bless'd? 

3  For  this,  O  Lord,  a  suppliant  crowd 
Here  at  thy  sacred  footstool  wait; 


HYMN  DCXV.  701 

For  this  we  lift  our  voices  loud, 
And  ask  and  knock  at  mercy's  gate. 

4  Look  down  with  a  propitious  eye  ; 
Of  those  that  seek  thee,  now  be  found; 
Bid  unbelief  and  sorrow  fly, 
And  make  our  joy  and  praise  abound. 

615— L.  M.  Hymn  233.  Add. 

The  Spirit  implored. 

1  T^OREVER  shall  my  fainting  soul, 

JL     O  God,  thy  just  displeasure  mourn  ; 
Thy  grieved  Spirit,  long  withdrawn, 
Will  he  no  more  to  me  return  1 

2  Once  I  enjoy'd — 0  happy  time — 
The  heartfelt  visits  of  his  grace  ; 
Nor  can  a  thousand  varying  scenes, 
The  sweet  remembrance  quite  efface. 

3  Beneath  his  warming,  quick'ning  beams, 
The  icy  rock  dissolved  away  ; 

New  life  diffused  through  all  my  powers, 
And  darkness  yielded  to  the  day. 

4  When  justice  waved  his  dreadful  sword, 
And  guilt  and  fear  my  soul  oppress'd, 
He  sprinkled  o'er  a  Saviour's  blood, 
And  wbisper'd  pardon  to  my  breast. 

5  Great  Source  of  light  and  peace,  return, 
Nor  let  me  mourn  or  sigh  in  vain ; 
Come,  re-possess  this  longing  heart, 
With  all  the  graces  of  thy  train. 

6  This  temple,  hallow'd  by  thy  bands, 
Once  more  be  with  tby  presence  blest, 
And  be  thy  grace  anew  display'd, 
And  this,  thy  everlasting  rest. 


702  HYMN  DCXVI,  DCXVII. 

616— 8s  7s.  Hymn  234.  Add. 

Returning  Backslider. 

1  T    ORD,  we  bow  with  deep  contrition, 
JLi   Low  before  thy  throne  of  grace  ; 
Hear  us  in  thy  kind  compassion, 

While  we  seek  thy  smiling  face. 

2  Where  but  to  a  bleeding  Saviour, 

Should  we  come  for  life  and  peace  ? 
Nothing  but  thy  boundless  favour, 
Can  our  burden'd  souls  release. 

3  Thou  hast  witness;d  our  transgression, 

Thou  hast  seen  our  load  of  guilt ; 
Witness  now  our  deep  confession, 

Thou,  whose  precious  blood  was  spilt. 

4  Ah,  this  sin  of  cov'nant  breaking, 

Canst  thou,  wilt  thou,  Lord,  forgive  1 
Shall  we  hear  thy  mercy  speaking? 
Canst  thou  bid  us  look  and  live  ? 

5  Pardon,  peace,  and  consolation, 

At  thy  bleeding  cross  we  see  ; 

There  we  take  an  humble  station, 

Lord,  we  look  alone  to  thee. 

617— 8s  7s.  Hymn  235.  Add 

Seeking  Revival. 

1  11 /TET,  O  God,  to  ask  thy  presence, 
-IV-L  Join  our  souls  to  seek  thy  grace ; 
O,  deny  us  not,  nor  spurn  us, 

Guilty  rebels,  from  thy  face. 

2  May  thy  people  wake  from  slumber, 

Ere  their  lamps  shall  fail  and  die ; 
Bridegroom  of  the  church,  awake  them, 
Rouse  them  by  the  midnight  cry. 


HYMN  DCXVIII,  DCXIX.  703 

3  Let  conviction  seize  the  careless, 

Through  their  souls  thine  arrows  dart; 
Let  thy  truth,  so  long  neglected, 
Break  and  melt  the  flinty  heart. 

4  0  thou  kind,  forgiving  Spirit, 

Comforter,  on  thee  we  call ; 
Cheer  the  saint,  alarm  the  sinner, 
0  revive — revive  us  all. 

618— C.  M.  Hymn  236.  Add. 

Seeking  Revival. 

1  "\T7'E  now,  0  Lord,  approach  thy  throne, 

VV     To  open  all  our  grief: 
Now  send  thy  promised  mercy  down 
And  grant  us  quick  relief. 

2  Thou  never  saidst  to  Jacob's  seed, 

"  Seek  ye  my  face,"  in  vain  ; 
And  canst  thou  now  deny  thine  aid, 
When  burden'd  souls  complain? 

3  The  same  thy  power,  thy  love  the  same, 

Unmoved  the  promise  shines  ; 

Eternal  truth  surrounds  thy  name, 

And  guards  the  precious  lines. 

4  Though  Satan  rage,  and  flesh  rebel, 

And   unbelief  arise, 
We'll  wait  around  thy  footstool  still, 
For  thou  wilt  hear  our  cries. 

619— 8s  7s.  Hymn  241.  Add. 

Light  of  the   World. 

1   T   IGHT  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 
,1  A   Borders  on  the  shades  of  death  ; 
Come,  and  by  thy  love  revealing, 
Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath : 


704  HYMN  DCXX. 

The  new  heaven  and  earth's  Creator, 
In  our  deepest  darkness  rise, — 

Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 
Pouring  light  upon  our  eyes. 

2  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing ; 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  poor  benighted  heart; 
Come,  and  manifest  thy  favour 

To  the  ransom'd,  helpless  race ; 
Come,  thou  glorious  God  and  Saviour, 

Come,  and  bring  the  gospel-grace. 

3  Save  us,  in  thy  great  compassion, 

0  thou  mild,  pacific  Prince  ; 
Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation. 

Give  the  pardon  of  our  sins  ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Every  burden'd  soul  release  ; 
Every  weary,  wand 'ring  spirit 

Guide  into  thy  perfect  peace. 

620— L.  M.  Hymn  237.  Add 

Zion  prayed  for. 

1  r^  RE  AT  Lord  of  all  thy  churches,  hear 
VX  Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prayer ; 
Perfumed  by  thee,  0  may  it  rise 

Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 

2  May  every  pastor  from  above 

Be  new  inspired  with  zeal  and  love, 
To  watch  thy  flock,  thy  flock  to  feed, 
And  sow  with  care  the  precious  seed. 

3  Revive  thy  churches  with  thy  grace, 
Heal  all  our  breaches,  grant  us  peace ; 


HYMN  DCXXL  705 

Rouse  us  from  sloth,  our  hearts  inflame 
With  ardent  zeal  for  Jesus'  name. 

4  May  young  and  old  thy  word  receive, 
Dead  sinners  hear  thy  voice  and  live, 
The  wounded  conscience  healing  find, 
And  joy  refresh  each  drooping  mind. 

5  May  aged  saints,  matured  with  grace, 
Abound  in  fruits  of  holiness  ; 

And  when  transplanted  to  the  skies, 
May  younger  in  their  stead  arise. 

6  Thus  we  our  suppliant  voices  raise, 
And  weeping  sow  the  seed  of  praise, 
In  humble  hope  that  thou  wilt  hear 
Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prayer. 

621— C.  M.  Hymn  238.  Add. 

Spirit  of  Holiness. 

1  OPIRIT  of  holiness,  look  down, 
O  Our  fainting  hearts  to  cheer  ; 
And,  when  we  tremble  at  thy  frown, 

O  bring  thy  comforts  near. 

2  The  fear  which  thy  convictions  wrought, 

O  let  thy  grace  remove  ; 
And  may  the  souls,  which  thou  hast  taught 
To  weep,  now  learn  to  love. 

3  Now  let  thy  saving  mercy  heal 

The  wounds  it  made  before ; 
Now  on  our  hearts  impress  thy  seal, 
That  we  may  doubt  no  more. 

4  Complete  the  work  thou  hast  begun, 

And  make  our  darkness  light, 
That  we  a  glorious  race  may  ru», 
Till  faith  be  lost  in  sight, 
30* 


700  HYMN  DCXXII,  DCXXIII. 

5  Then,  as  our  wondering  eyes  discern 
The  Lord's  unclouded  face, 
In  fitter  language  we  shall  learn 
To  sing  triumphant  grace. 

622— S.  M.  Hymn  239.  Add. 

Prayer  for  a  Revival. 

1  f\  LORD,  thy  work  revive, 
\J  In  Zion's  gloomy  hour, 

And  let  our  dying  graces  live 
By  thy  restoring  power. 

2  0  let  thy  chosen  few 
Awake  to  earnest  prayer  ; 

Their  covenant  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  fear. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 
Through  lips  of  humble  clay, 

Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break, 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear, 
Now  listen  to  our  cry : 

0,  come  and  bring  salvation  near ; 
Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 

623— S.  M.  Hymn  240.  Add. 

Spirit  sought. 

1  f~\    FOR  the  happy  hour 

v^  5    When  God  will  hear  our  cry, 
And  send,  with  a  reviving  power, 
His  Spirit  from  on  high. 

2  We  meet,  we  sing,  we  pray ; 
We  listen  to  the  word 

In  vain ;  we  see  no  cheering  ray — 
No  cheering  voice  is  heard. 


HYMN  DCXXIV.  707 

3  Our  prayers  are  faint  and  dull, 
And  languid  all  our  songs  ; 

When  once  with  joy  our  hearts  were  full, 
And  rapture  tuned  our  tongues. 

4  While  many  crowd  thy  house, 
How  few  around  thy  board 

Meet  to  record  their  solemn  vows, 
And  bless  thee  as  their  Lord. 

5  Thou,  thou  alone  canst  give 
Thy  gospel  sure  success ; 

Canst  bid  the  dying  sinner  live 
Anew  in  holiness. 

6  Come,  then,  with  power  divine, 
Spirit  of  life  and  love  ; 

Then  shall  our  people  all  be  thine — 
Our  church,  like  that  above. 

624— 8s  7s.  Hymn  242.  Add. 

Spiritual  Harvest. 
i   TTE  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping, 
XjL   Bearing  still  the  precious  seed, 
Never  tiring,  never  sleeping, 

All  his  labour  shall  succeed. 
Then  will  fall  the  rain  of  heaven, 

Then  the  sun  of  mercy  shine  , 
Precious  fruits  will  then  be  given, 
Through  an  influence  all  divine. 
2  Sow  thy  seed,  be  never  weary, 

Nor  let  fears  thy  mind  employ ; 
Be  the  prospect  ne'er  so  dreary, 

Thou  may  "st  reap  the  fruits  of  joy. 
Lo  !  the  scene  of  verdure  bright'ning, 

See  the  rising  grain  appear  ; 
Look  again,  the  fields  are  whit'ning ; 
Sure  the  harvest  time  is  near. 


708  HYMN  DCXXV,  DCXXVI. 

625— L.  M.  Hymn  129.  B.  2. 

Hoping  for  a  Revival. 

1  TTTHILE  I  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way 

VV     To  see  the  work  of  God  decline, 
Methought  I  heard  the  Saviour  say, 
"  Dismiss  thy  fears,  the  ark  is  mine. 

2  "  Tho'  for  a  time  I  hide  my  face, 
Rely  upon  my  love  and  pow'r : 
Still  wrestle  at  the  throne  of  grace, 
And  wait  for  a  reviving  hour. 

3  "  Take  down  thy  long-neglected  harp, 
I've  seen  thy  tears  and  heard  thy  prayer: 
The  winter  season  has  been  sharp, 

But  spring  shall  all  its  wastes  repair." 

4  Lord,  I  obey, — my  hopes  revive  ; 
Come,  join  with  me,  ye  saints,  and  sing ; 
Our  foes  in  vain  against  us  strive, 

For  God  will  help  and  triumph  bring. 

626— 7s.  Hymn  243    Add 

Converts. 

1  TT7"HO  are  these  that  come  from  far, 

VY      Swifter  than  a  flying  cloud? 
Thick  as  flocking  doves  they  are, 
Eager  in  pursuit  of  God  : 
Trembling  as  the  storm  draws  nigh  ; 
Hastening  to  the  place  of  rest ; 
See  them  to  their  windows  fly, 
To  the  ark  of  Jesus'  breast. 

2  Who  are  these  but  sinners  poor, 
Conscious  of  their  low  estate  ; 
Sin-sick  souls,  who  for  their  cure 
On  the  good  Physician  wait ; 


HYMN  DCXXVII.  709 

Fallen— who  bewail  their  fall — 
Proffer'd  mercy  who  embrace, 
List  ning  to  the  gospel-call, 
Longing  to  be  saved  by  grace. 

3  For  his  mate  the  turtle  moans ; 
For  his  God  the  sinner  sighs ; 
Hark  !  the  music  of  his  groans — 
Humble  groans  that  pierce  the  skies ; 
Surely  God  their  sorrows  hears — 
Every  accent,  every  look  ; 
Treasures  up  their  gracious  tears  ; 
Notes  their  sufferings  in  his  book. 

4  He,  who  hath  their  cure  begun, 
Will  he  now  despise  their  pain? 
Can  he  leave  his  work  undone ; 
Bring  them  to  the  birth  in  vain  ? 
No  j  we  all,  who  seek,  shall  find  ; 
We,  who  ask,  shall  all  receive ; 
Be  to  Christ  in  spirit  join'd  ; 
With  him  ever,  ever  live. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS  AND  SPECIAL 
OCCASIONS. 

DEDICATIONS. 

627— P.  M.  Hymn  101.  B.  1. 

On  opening  a  place  of  worship. 
1  TN  sweet  exalted  strains, 
-L  The  King  of  glory  praise  ; 
O'er  heav'n  and  earth  he  reigns, 
Thro"  everlasting  days : 


710  HYMN  DCXXVII. 

He,  witli  a  nod,  the  world  controls, 
Sustains  or  sinks  the  distant  poles. 

2  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne, 
His  throne  of  grace  divine  ; 
Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 
And   far    his   glories  shine : 

Fair  Salem,  still  his  chosen  rest, 

Is  with  his  smiles  and  presence  blest 

3  Then,  King  of  glory,  come, 
And  with  thy  favour  crown 
This  Temple  as  thy  dome, 
This  people  as  thine  own: 

Beneath  this  roof,  O !  deign  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

4  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 
Our  interceding  cries ; 
And  grateful  praise  ascend 
All  fragrant  to  the  skies! 

Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  the  joys  of  heav'n  around  ! 

5  Here,  may  th1  attentive  throng 
Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love, 
And  converts  join  the  song 
Of  Seraphim  above ! 

And  willing  crowds  surround  the  board 
With  sacred  joy.  and  sweet  accord  ! 

6  Here,  may  our  unborn  sons 
And  daughters  sound  thy  praise  ; 
And  shine,  like  polish'd  stones, 
Thro'  long  succeeding  days  ! 

Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  pow'r, 
While  temples  stand  and  men  adore ! 


HYMN  DCXXVIII,  DCXXIX.  711 

028— L.  M.  Hymn  214.  Add. 

Dedication. 

1  TTERE,  in  thy  name,  eternal  God, 

JLjL   We  build  this  earthly  house  for  thee : 
0  make  it  now  thy  fix'd  abode, 
And  guard  it  long  from  error  free. 

2  Here,  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 
And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 

Hear  thou,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  when  thou  hearest,  Lord,  forgive. 

3  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 
The  blessed  gospel  of  thy  Son  ; 

Still  by  the  power  of  his  great  name, 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  When  children's  voices  raise  the  song, 
Hosanna  to  their  heavenly  King  ; 

Let  heaven,  with  earth,  the  strain  prolong, 
Hosanna,  let  the  angels  sing. 

5  But  will,  indeed,  Jehovah  deign 
Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest  ? 
Here  will  our  great  Redeemer  reign, 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest  1 

6  Thy  glory  never  hence  depart : 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  in  every  heart, 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 

629— 7s.  Hymn  245.  Add. 

Laying  a  Corner-Stone. 

1   T   ORD  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise 

-Li   Here  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise  j 
Thou  thy  people's  hearts  prepare 
Here  to  meet  for  praise  and  prayer. 


712  HYMN  DCXXX. 

2  Let  the  living  here  be  fed 

With  thy  word,  the  heavenly  bread ; 
Here,  in  hope  of  glory  blest, 
May  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest. 

3  Here  to  thee  a  temple  stand, 
While  the  sea  shall  gird  the  land  ; 
Here  reveal  thy  mercy  sure, 
While  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 

4  Hallelujah  ! — earth  and  sky 
To  the  joyful  sound  reply  ; 
Hallelujah  ! — hence  ascend 

Prayer  and  praise  till  time  shall  end. 

630— C.  M.  Hymn  246.  Add. 

Dedication. 

1  OPIRIT  divine,  attend  our  prayer, 
O   And  make  this  house  thy  home ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  power ; 

0,  come,  Great  Spirit,  come ! 

2  Come  as  the  light  :  to  us  reveal 

Our  sinfulness  and  wo, 
And  lead  us  in  the  paths  of  life,  . 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

3  Come  as  the  fire — and  purge  our  hearts, 

Like  sacrificial   flame  ; 
Let  our  whole  soul  an  offering  be, 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Come  as  the  dew — and  sweetly  bless 

This  consecrated  hour  ; 
May  barrenness  rejoice  to  own 
Thy  testifying  power. 

5  Come  as  a  dove — and  spread  thy  wings, 

The  wings  of  peaceful  love: 


HYMN  DCXXXI,  DCXXXII.  713 

And  let  the  church  on  earth  become 
Blest  as  the  church  above. 

6  Come  as  the  wind,  with  "rushing  sound." 

And  Pentecostal  grace, 
That  all  of  woman  born  may  see 
The  glory  of  thy  face. 

7  Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayer, 

And  make  this  house  thy  home  ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  powers ; 
0,  come,  Great  Spirit,  come  ! 

631— L.  M.  Hymn  247.  Add. 

Erection  of  a  Church. 

1   rj^HIS  house,  O  Lord,  for  thee  we  raise, 
JL     Long  may  it  echo  with  thy  praise, 
And  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

-     2  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  glories  of  his  train ; 
While  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes  and  cheer  his  friends. 

3  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 

When  thou  the  nations  shalt  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

632— C.  M.  Hymn  248.  Add. 

Dedication. 

1  TT7ITHIN  this  house,  0  Lord  our  God, 
VV      In  glory  now  appear; 
Make  it  a  place  of  thine  abode, 
And  shed  thy  blessings  here. 


714  HYMN  DCXXXIII. 

2  When  we  thine  awful  seat  surround, 

Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  impart ; 
And  let  thy  gospels  joyful  sound 
With  power  reach  every  heart. 

3  Here  let  the  blind  their  sight  obtain, 

Here  give  the  mourners  rest ; 
Let  Jesus  here  triumphant  reign, 
Enthroned  in  every  breast. 

4  Here  let  the  voice  of  sacred  joy 

And  humble  prayer  arise  ; 
Till  higher  strains  our  tongues  employ, 
In  realms  beyond  the  skies. 


633— C.  M.  Hymn  249.  Add. 

Opening  a  house  of  worship. 

1  f\    SHEPHERD  of  thy  people,  hear; 
v^j    Thy  presence  now  display: 
Thou  that  hast  given  a  house  of  prayer, 

Now  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

2  Within  these  walls,  let  holy  peace 

And  love  and  concord  dwell  ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  prayers  ; 
And  in  the  presence  of  the  Lord 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

4  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

By  thine  Almighty  grace. 
Awaken  slumb'ring  sinners  round 
To  come  and  fill  the  place. 


HYMN  DCXXXIV,  DCXXXV.  715 


MORNING     AND     EVENING. 

634— S.  M.  Hymn  252.  Add. 

Morning  ITianksgiving. 
ERENE  I  laid  me  down, 
Beneath  his  guardian  care ; 

1  slept,  and  I  awoke  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near. 

2  Thus  does  thine  arm  support 
This  weak,  defenceless  frame : 

But  whence  these  favours,  Lord,  to  me, 
All  worthless  as  I  am  ? 


xs: 


3  0,  how  shall  I  repay 
The  bounties  of  my  God  1 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 
The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

4  My  life  I  would  anew 
Devote,  0  Lord,  to  thee  ; 

And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 

635— S.  M.  Hymn  92.  B.  1. 

A  Morning  Hymn. 

1  QEE  how  the  mounting  sun 
O   Pursues  his  shining  way  ; 

And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 
With  ev'ry  bright'ning  ray. 

2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul 
Her  heav'nly  Parent  sing  ; 

And  to  her  great  Original, 

Her  humbler  tribute  bring. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down 
Beneath  his  guardian  care  ; 


716  HYMN  DCXXXVI. 

I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near ! 

4  Thus  doth  thine  arm  support 
This  weak  defenceless  frame ; 

But  whence  such  favours,  Lord,  to  me, 
All  worthless  as  I  am  1 

5  0 !  how  shall  I  repay 
The  bounties  of  my  God  1 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 
The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  to  thy  cross 
I  bring  my  sacrifice  ; 

Cleans'd  by  thy  blood,  it  shall  ascend 
With  fragrance  to  the  skies. 

7  My  life  I  would  anew 
Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee ; 

And  in  thy  service  wish  to  spend 
A  long  eternity. 

636—  C.  M.  Hymn  93.  B.  1 

A  Morning  Song. 

1  /"^NCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
y~J   Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 

Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound  ; 
Wide  as  the  heav'n,  on  which  he  sits, 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame; 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise : 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 


HYMN  DCXXXVII.  717 

4  On  a  poor  worm  thy  povv'r  might  tread, 

And  I  could  ne'er  withstand  ; 
Thy  justice  might  have  crush'd  me  dead, 
But  mercy  held  thine  hand. 

5  A  thousand  wretched  souls  are  fled 

Since  the  last  setting  sun, 
And  yet  thou  length'nest  out  my  thread, 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 

6  Great  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

637— C.  M.  Hymn  96.  B.  1. 

For  Morning  and  Evening. 

1  Tl  OSANNA,  with  a  cheerful  sound, 
XI   To  God's  upholding  hand! 
Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round, 

And  yet  secure  we  stand. 

2  That  was  a  most  amazing  pow'r 
That  rais'd  us  with  a  word  ; 

And  ev'ry  day,  and  ev'ry  hour, 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3  The  ev'ning  rests  our  weary  head, 
And  angels  guard  the  room  ; 

We  wake,  and  we  admire  the  bed 
That  was  not  made  our  tomb. 

4  The  rising  morning  can't  assure 
That  we  shall  end  the  day; 

For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door, 
To  take  our  lives  away. 

5  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  sin, 
To  God's  avenging  law  ; 

We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King  ! 
In  ev'ry  gasp  we  draw. 


718         HYMN   DCXXXVIII,  DCXXXIX. 

6  God  is  our  sun,  whose  daily  light 
Our  joy  and  safety  brings  ; 
Our  feeble  flesh  lies  safe  at  night, 
Beneath  his  shady  wings. 

638— L.  M.  Hymn  254.  Add.; 

Sabbath  Evening. 

1  A  NOTHER  day  has  pass*d  along, 
J\.  And  we  are  nearer  to  the  tomb : 
Nearer  to  join  the  heav*nly  song, 
Or  hear  the  last  eternal  doom. 

2  Sweet  is  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve, 
And  soft  the  sunbeams  lingering  there ; 
For  these  blest  hours  the  world  I  leave, 
Wafted  on  wings  of  faith  and  prayer. 

3  The  time,  how  lovely  and  how  still ; 
Peace  shines  and  smiles  on  all  below ; 
The  plain,  the  stream,  the  wood,  the  hill, 
All  fair  with  evening's  setting  glow. 

4  Season  of  rest ;   the  tranquil  soul 
Feels  the  sweet  calm,  and  melts  in  love; 
And  while  these  sacred  moments  roll, 
Faith  sees  a  smiling  heaven  above. 

5  Nor  will  our  days  of  toil  be  long ; 
Our  pilgrimage  will  soon  be  trod, 
And  we  shall  join  the  ceaseless  song — 
The  endless  Sabbath  of  our  God. 

639— 7s.  Hymn  253.  Add 

Evening. 
1   "\TOW  from  labour  and  from  care, 
ii     Evening  shades  have  set  me  free; 
In  the  work  of  praise  and  prayer, 
Lord,  I  would  converse  with  thee  : 


HYMN  DCXL.  719 

O,  behold  me  from  above  ; 
Fill  me  with  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  Sin  and  sorrow,  guilt  and  wo, 
Wither  all  rny  earthly  joys  ; 
Naught  can  charm  me  here  below 
But  my  Saviour's  melting  voice : 
Lord,  forgive, — thy  grace  restore, — 
Make  me  thine  for  evermore. 

3  For  the  blessings  of  this  day. 
For  the  mercies  of  this  hour, 
For  the  gospel's  cheering  ray, 
For  the  Spirit's  quick'ning  power ; 
Grateful  notes  to  thee  I  raise, 

0,  accept  my  song  of  praise. 

640— L.  M.  Hymn  94.  B.  L 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  /^1  REAT  God.  to  thee  my  ev'ning  song 
VJ  With  humble  gratitude  I  raise  ; 

0  let  thy  meicy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise ! 

2  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 
And  ev'ry  gentle  rolling  hour 

Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  pow'r. 

3  And  yet  this  thoughtless,  wretched  heart, 
Too  oft  regardless  of  thy  love, 
Ungrateful,  can  from  thee  depart, 

And,  fond  of  trirles,  vainly  rove. 

4  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 
Of  Jesus  :  his  dear  name  alone 

1  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 
And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 


720  HYMN  DCXLI,  DCXLII. 

5  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close, 
With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame  ; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 
And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 

641— C.  M.  Hymn  95.  B.  1 

An  Evening  Song. 

1  *]Yj"OW,  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts, 
J- 1    Let  flames  of  love  arise  ; 
Assist  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 

Our  ev'ning  sacrifice. 

2  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied, 

Have  made  up  all  this  day ; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift  and  free  than  they. 

3  New  time,  new  favour,  and  new  joys, 

Do  a  new  song  require  : 
Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would, 
Accept  our  hearts'  desire. 

4  Lord  of  our  days,  whose  hand  hath  set 

New  time  upon  our  score  ; 
Thee  may  we  praise  for  all  our  time, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

642— C.  M.  Hymn  110.  B.  2 

Evening  Worship. 

1  /^\  LORD,  another  day  has  flown, 
v^  And  we,  a  lonely  band, 

Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fost'ring  hand. 

2  And  wilt  thou  bend  a  list'ning  ear, 

To  praises  low  as  ours  ? 
Thou  wilt !  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 


HYMN  DCXLIII.  721 

3  And  Jesus,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign, 

As  we  before  thee  pray  ; 
For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train, 
And  we  are  less  than  they. 

4  0  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part, 

And  let  contention  cease  ; 
And  shed  abroad  in  ev'ry  heart 
Thine  everlasting  peace  ! 

5  Thus  chasten*d,  cleans'd,  entirely  thine, 

A  flock  by  Jesus  led  ; 
The  sun  of  holiness  shall  shine, 
In  glory  on  our  head. 

6  And  thou  wilt  turn. our  wand'ring  feet, 

And  thou  wilt  bless  our  way ; 
Till  worlds  shall  fade,  and  faith  shall  greet 
The  dawn  of  lasting  day. 

643— P.  M.     7.  Hymn  121.  B.  2. 

Saturday  Evening. 

1   O AFELY  through  another  week, 
O  God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek 

On  th'  approaching  Sabbath-day  : 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

Mercies  multiplied  each  hour, 

Through  the  week,  our  praise  demand : 

Guarded  by  Almighty  pow'r, 
Fed,  and  guided  by  his  hand : 

Though  ungrateful  we  have  been, 

Only  made  returns  of  sin. 

3  While  we  pray  for  pard'ning  grace, 
Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
31 


722  HYMN  DCXLIV. 

Show  thy  reconciled  face, 

Shine  away  our  sin,  and  shame 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  night  w:'^h  thee. 

4  When  the  morn  shall  bid  us  rise, 

May  we  feel  thy  presence  near  ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

When  we  in  thy  house  appear: 
There  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

5  May  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints  ; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 

Bring  relief  for  all  complaints  : 
Thus  may  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 

644— C.  M.  Hymn  76.  B.  L 

Frail  life,  and  succeeding  eternity. 

1  rMHEE  we  adore,  eternal  name ! 

J-    And  humbly  own  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame.; 
What  dying  worms  are  we  ! 

2  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 

As  months  and  days  increase ; 

And  ev'ry  beating  pulse  we  tell 

Leaves  the.  small  number  less. 

3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  at  first  it  gave  ; 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  go, 
We're  trav'ling  to  the  grave. 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  thro'  all  the  ground, 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb ; 


HYMN  DCXLV.  723 

And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Great  God  !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things ! 

Tlv  eternal  state  of  all  the  dead 

Upon  life's  feeble  strings! 

6  Infinite  joy  or  endless  woe 

Attends  on  ev'ry  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death ! 

7  Waken.   O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road ; 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God, 


THE     YEAR. 

645— L.  M.  Hymn  85.  B.  1. 

New  Year. 

1  f~A  OD  of  our  lives,  thy  constant  care 

VJ"  With  blessings  crowns  each  op  ning  year; 
Our  guilty  lives  thou  dost  prolong, 
Awake  anew  our  annual  song. 

2  How  many  precious  souls  are  fled 
To  the  vast  regions  of  the  dead, 
Since  from  this  day  the  changing  sun 
Thro'  his  last  yearly  period  run  ! 

3  Our  breath  is  thine,  eternal  God  ; 
'Tis  thine  to  fix  our  soul:s  abode ; 
We  hold  our  lives  from  thee  alone, 
On  earth,  or  in  the  world  unknown. 


724  HYMN  DCXLV1. 

4  To  thee  our  spirits  we  resign ; 

Make  them  and  own  them  still  as  thine  ; 
So  shall  they  smile,  secure  from  fear, 
Tho'  death  should  blast  the  rising  year. 

646— L.  M.  Hymn  86.  B.  h 

New  Year. 

1  T)LEST  be  tlv  Eternal  Infinite  ! 

A-J  Whose  skill  conducts  this  rolling  sphere ; 
Who  rules  our  day,  who  guards  our  night, 
And  guides  the  swift,  revolving  year  ! 

2  Our  race  are  falling  ev'ry  hour, 
While  we  distinguish'd  yet  appear  ; 
'Tis  of  thy  matchless  love  and  pow'r, 
That  we  are  spar'd  another  year. 

3  0  !  for  a  sweet  refreshing  time ; 
Saviour  !   thy  people  wish  thee  near  ; 
Come,  and  our  joys  shall  be  sublime, 
While  we  begin  another  year. 

4  May  thy  good  Spirit  be  our  guide 
While  thus  we  stay  as  pilgrims  here ; 
Nor  let  us  from  our  God  backslide, 
As  we  have  done  the  former  year. 

5  Strengthen  our  faith,  increase  our  love  , 
Fill  us  with  godly,  filial  fear ; 

And  to  thy  -waiting  children  prove 
Thy  grace  thro'  ev'ry  fleeting  year. 

6  This  truth  impress  on  ev'ry  soul, 
That  vast  eternity  is  near  ; 

That  time's  swift  moments  onward  roll, 
To  bring  the  last,  the  closing  year. 

7  When  nature  in  a  blaze  shall  die, 
Or  death  conclude  our  being  here ; 
Then  to  our  Jesus  may  we  fly, 
To  spend  a  never-ending  year. 


HYMN  DCXLY1I,  DCXLVIII.  725 

64 7- L.  M.  Hymn  87.  B.  1. 

New  Year. 

1  /^1  REAT  God.  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
VT  By  which  supported,  still  we  stand ; 
The  op"ning  year  thy  mercy  shows : 

Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depress'd, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Ador"d  thro"  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  our  songs, 
And  silence  these  our  mortal  tongues, 
Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
In  better  worlds,  our  souls  shall  boast. 

648— P.  M.     7.  Hymn  147.  B.  a. 

New  Year. 

1  "TTTHILE  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 

VV     Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here. 

2  Fix'd  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little — none  can  know. 


726  HYMN  DCXLIX. 

3  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
Parts  and  leaves  no  trace  behind : 

4  Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 
Upwards,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 
All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

5  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive, 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 
With  eternity  in  view. 

6  Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 
May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

649— 8s  7s  4s.  Hymn  287.  Add. 

New  Year. 

1  rpHROUGH  another  year  conducted, 
JL    Unto  thee  our  song  we  raise  ; 

For  thy  rich  unbounded  kindness 
Thee  we  humbly  join  to  praise  : 

Lord,  assist  us 
Still  to  walk  in  wisdom's  ways. 

2  While  again  we  bow  before  thee, 

Using  here  the  means  of  grace  ; 
While  in  worship  we  adore  thee, 
In  this  oft-frequented  place, 

0,  permit  us 
To  behold  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  While  the  word  of  life  is  preached, 

May  thy  Spirit  now  descend  ; 

Thus  enliven'd,  thus  distinguished, 

May  this  year  in  mercy  end ; 

And  Jehovah 
Be  our  everlasting  Friend. 


HYMN  DCL,  DCLI.  727 

SEASONS    OF    THE    YEAR. 

650— L.  M.  Hymn  81.  B.  1. 

The  Seasons. 

1  rnHY  providence,  great  God,  we  praise; 
-I-    How  good  and  great  are  all  thy  ways ! 

Thy  bounty  crowns  our  passing  years, 
And  dissipates  our  anxious  fears. 

2  Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  fast, 

While  sun,  and  moon,  and  earth  shall  last; 

The  laws  of  seasons  shall  endure 

Till  time  and  stars  are  known  no  more. 

3  Summer  and  winter,  cold  and  heat, 
And  night  and  day  in  order  meet ; 
Seed-time  and  harvest,  each  succeed, 
To  prove  thy  love — supply  our  need. 

4  When  years  are  past,  and  seasons  o'er, 
We  still  shall  prove  thy  covenant  sure  ; 
And  in  the  shining  realms  above 
Adore  thy  goodness  and  thy  love. 

651— C.  M.  Hymn  255.  Add. 

Spring. 

1  "TT7HEN  beauty  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 

VV     And  birds  their  chorus  sing, 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
How  sweet  the  day  of  spring  ! 

2  O,  let  my  inmost  heart  confess, 

With  grateful  joy  and  love, 
The  bounteous  hand  that  deigns  to  bless 
The  garden,  field,  and  grove.  . 


728  HYMN  DCLII. 

3  Inspired  to  praise,  my  soul  would  join 

Glad  naturers  cheerful  song  : 
While  love  and  gratitude  combine 
To  tune  my  joyful  tongue. 

4  And  faith  exults,  that  yet  the  spring 

Of  righteousness  and  praise, 
Our  Saviour,  God,  will  surely  bring, 
And  in  all  nations  raise. 


652— C.  M.  Hymn  82.  B.  1. 

Summer — an  Harvest  Song. 

1  fT\0  praise  the  ever-bounteous  Lord, 
-L    My  soul,  wake  all  thy  pow'rs  : 

He  calls,  and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest-hours. 

2  His  cov'nant  with  the  earth  he  keeps  ; 

My  tongue  his  kindness  sing ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 

3  Well  pleas'd,  the  toiling  swains  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop  : 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness  ; 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams 
The  rip'ning  harvest  bless. 

5  Then  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop ; 

The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sow:d  in  hope. 


HYMN  DCLII1,  DCLIV.  729 

653— L.  M.  Hymn  256.  Add. 

Harvest. 

1  /^1  REAT  God,  as  seasons  disappear, 
VX  And  changes  mark  the  rolling  year, 
Thy  favour  still  has  crown'd  our  days, 
And  we  would  celebrate  thy  praise. 

2  The  harvest-song  would  we  repeat ; 
Thou  givest  us  the  finest  wheat ; 
The  joys  of  harvest  we  have  known  : 
The  praise,  0  Lord,  is  all  thine  own. 

3  Our  tables  spread,  our  garners  stored, 
O,  give  us  hearts  to  bless  thee,  Lord  ; 
Forbid  it,  Source  of  light  and  love, 

That  hearts  and  lives  should  barren  prove. 

4  Another  harvest  comes  apace  ; 
Ripen  our  spirits  by  thy  grace, 
That  we  may  calmly  meet  the  blow 
The  sickle  gives  to  lay  us  low  : 

5  That  so,  when  angel  reapers  come 
To  gather  sheaves  to  thy  blest  home, 
Our  spirits  may  be  borne  on  high, 
To  thy  safe  garner  in  the  sky. 

654— L.  M  Hymn  257.  Add 

Harvest  improved. 

1  "ir   IFT  up  your  joyful  eyes,  and  see 
JLi   A  plenteous  harvest  all  around, — 
The  crop  matured,  and  not  a  grain 
Shall  useless  fall  upon  the  ground. 

2  A  harvest  of  immortal  souls, 
Prepared  by  sov'reign  grace  and  power ; 
Nor  heat,  nor  cold,  nor  winds,  nor  storms, 
Shall  hurt — nor  birds  of  prey  devour. 

31* 


730  HYMN  DCLV. 

3  An  arm  divine  protects  the  saints, 
Omniscience  rests  on  their  abode  ; 
Christ  will  conduct  them  safely  home, 
Their  kind  Protector  and  their  God. 

4  O,  happy  day,  when  every  sheaf, 
Ripen'd  for  glory  shall  be  found  ; 
When  all  the  saints  are  gather d  in, 
The  joy  of  harvest  shall  resound ! 

655— L.  M.  Hymn  84.  B.  X 

The  Seasons  crowned  with  goodness. 

1  "p  TERNAL  Source  of  ev'ry  joy ! 

jl-J   Thy  praise  shall  ev'ry  voice  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear 
To  hail  thee,  Sov'reign  of  the  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 

Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  whole ; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flow'ry  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  j 
The  summer  rays  with  vigour  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours 
Thro'  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores  ; 
While  winters,  soften'd  by  thy  care, 
No  face  of  want  or  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 

And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  ev'ning  shade. 

6  Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise, 
And  circling  sabbaths  bless  our  eyes, 
Till  to  those  brighter  courts  we  soar 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more 


HYMN  DCLV1,  DCLVII.  731 

656— 8s  7s.  Hymn  258.  Add. 

Autumn. 

1  QEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 
O  Dry  and  witherd,  to  the  ground, 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 

In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound. 

2  Sons  of  Adam  (once  in  Eden, 

Where,  like  us,  he  blighted  fell), 
Hear  the  lesson  we  are  reading ; 
Mark  the  awful  truth  we  tell. 

3  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Number'd  now  among  the  dead. 

4  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace, 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you  ; 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

5  Yearly  in  our  course  returning, 

Messengers  of  shortest  stay, 
Thus  we  preach  this  truth  concerning— 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

6  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal, 

0,  let  all  our  hopes  be  laid  ! 
This  alone  for  ever  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 

657— C.  M.  Hymn  83.  B.  1 

Winter. 

1   OTERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains 
O   Encircling  nature  round  ; 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd  I 


732  HYMN   DCLV1II. 

2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 

And  light  and  warmth  depart ; 
And  drooping,  lifeless,  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns, 

In  night's  dark  mantle  clad, 
Confin'd  in  cold  inactive  chains, 
How  desolate  and  sad  ! 

4  Return,  0  blissful  Sun,  and  bring 

Thy  soul-reviving  ray ; 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness,  cheerful  day. 

5  O  happy  state,  divine  abode, 

Where  spring  eternal  reigns  ; 

And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 

Fills  all  the  heav'nly  plains ! 

6  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 

My  drooping  joys  restore, 
And  guide  me  to  the  seat  of  day, 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 


YOUTH. 

658— S.  M.  Hymn  267.  Add. 

Guide  of  Youth. 

1  T^ROM  earliest  dawn  of  life, 

A.      Thy  goodness  we  have  shared, 
And  still  we  live  to  sing  thy  praise, 
By  sovereign  mercy  spared. 

2  To  learn  and  do  thy  will, 
O  Lord,  our  hearts  incline ; 

And  o'er  the  paths  of  future  life 
Command  thy  light  to  shine. 


HYMN    DCL1X,  DCLX.  733 

3  While  taught  thy  word  of  truth, 
May  we  that  word  receive  ; 

And  when  we  hear  of  Jesus'  name, 
In  that  blest  name  believe. 

4  O,  let  us  never  tread 
The  broad  destructive  road, 

But  trace  those  holy  paths  which  lead 
To  glory,  and  to  God. 

659— S.  M.  Hymn  270.  Add. 

Call  to  Youth. 

1  IVTY  son,  know  thou  the  Lord, 
-LV-L  Thy  father's  God  obey  ; 

Seek  his  protecting  care  by  night, 
His  guardian  hand  by  day. 

2  Call,  while  he  may  be  found, 
O,  seek  him  while  he's  near  ; 

Serve  him  with  all  thy  heart  and  mind, 
And  worship  him  with  fear. 

3  If  thou  wilt  seek  his  face, 
His  ear  will  hear  thy  cry ; 

Then  shalt  thou  find  his  mercy  sure, 
His  grace  forever  nigh. 

4  But  if  thou  leave  thy  God, 

Nor  choose  the  path  to  heaven  ; 
Then  shalt  thou  perish  in  thy  sins, 
And  never  be  forgiven. 

660— C.  M.  Hymn  268.  Add. 

Discretion. 
1   T^RAIL  youth  are  in  a  slippery  path, 
-IT     Beset  with  mighty  foes  ; 
Surrounded  with  disease  and  death, 
Unnumber'd  sins  and  woes. 


734  HYMN  DCLXI. 

2  Their  passions  war  against  the  soul, 

And  lead  their  feet  astray  ; 

Submitting  to  the  world's  control, 

They  shun  the  narrow  way. 

3  To  vanities  of  time  and  sense, 

Their  youthful  hearts  are  prone  ; 
How  difficult  to  draw  them  thence, 
To  seek  a  heavenly  crown  ! 

4  Great  God,  the  work  is  wholly  thine, 

To  guide  our  erring  youth  ; 
Do  thou  their  wandering  hearts  incline 
Te  seek  the  ways  of  truth. 

5  Restrain  impetuous  passions,  Lord  ; 

Upward  direct  their  eyes  ; 
Give  them  a  heart  to  know  thy  word, 
And  all  thy  counsels  prize. 

661— C.  M.  Hymn  269.  Add 

Invitation  to  the   Young. 

1  ~V7"E  hearts,  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 

X     In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you ; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  "The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face, 

Is  sure  my  love  to  gain  ; 
And  those  that  early  seek  my  grace 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move. 

If  once  compared  with  tiiee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 


HYMN  DCLXII,  DCLX11I.  735 

5  Away,  ye  false,  delusive  toys, 
Vain  tempters  of  the  mind  ; 
'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 
And  here  true  bliss  I  find. 

662— C.  M.  Hymn  157.  B.  2. 

Importance  of  the  season  of  Youth. 

1  (~\H,  in  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth 
v^   With  vital  ardour  glows, 

And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
That  beauty  can  disclose, — 

2  Deep  in  thy  soul,  before  its  pow'rs 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslav'd, 

Be  thy  Creators  glorious  name 

And  character  engrav*d  : 

3  Ere  yet  the  shades  of  sorrow  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  days  ; 
And  cares  and  toils,  in  endless  round, 
Encompass  all  thy  ways  : 

4  Ere  yet  thy  heart  the  woes  of  age, 

With  vain  regret,  deplore, 

And  sadly  muse  on  former  joys, 

That  now  return  no  more. 

5  True  wisdom,  early  sought  and  gain'd, 

In  age  will  give  thee  rest : 
O,  then  improve  the  morn  of  life, 
To  make  its  ev'ning  blest! 

663— S.  M.  Hymn  158.  B.  2. 

Youth  the  Morning  of  Life. 
1   OWEET  is  the  time  of  Spring, 
O   When  nature's  charms  appear  : 
The  birds  with  ceaseless  pleasure  sing, 
And  hail  the  op'ning  year. 


736  HYMN  DCLXIII. 

2  But  sweeter  far  the  spring 

Of  wisdom,  and  of  grace, 
When  children  bless  and  praise  their  King, 
Who  loves  the  youthful  race. 

3  Sweet  is  the  dawn  of  day, 

When  light  just  streaks  the  sky, 
When  shades  and  darkness  pass  away, 
And  morning  beams  are  nigh. 

4  But  sweeter  far  the  daivn 

Of  piety  in  youth  ; 
When  doubt  and  darkness  are  withdrawn, 
Before  the  light  of  truth. 

5  Sweet  is  the  early  dew, 

Which  gilds  the  mountain  tops  ; 
And  decks  each  plant  and  flow'r  we  view, 
With  pearly,  glitfring  drops. 

6  But  sweeter  far  the  scene, 

On  Zion's  holy  hill ; 
When  there  the  dew  of  youth  is  seen, 
Its  freshness  to  distil. 

7  Sweet  is  the  op'ning  flower, 

Which  just  begins  to  bloom, 

Which,  ev'ry  day  and  ev'ry  hour, 

Fresh  beauties  will  assume. 

8  But  sweeter  that  young  heart, 

Where  faith,  and  love,  and  peace 
Blossom  and  bloom  in  ev'ry  part, 
With  sweet  and  varied  grace. 

9  O,  may  life's  early  spring, 

And  morning,  ere  they  flee, 
Youth's  dew,  and  its  fair  blossoming 
Be  £riv"n,  my  God.  to  thee1. 


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HYMN  DCLXIV,  DCLXV.  737 

664— L.  M.  Hymn  159.  B.  2. 

Youth  Warned. 

E  lovely  bands  of  blooming  youth, 

Warn'd  by  the  voice  of  heav'nly  truth, 

Now  yield  to  Christ  your  youthful  prime, 

With  all  your  talents  and  your  time. 

2  Think  on  your  end — nor  thoughtless  say, 
"I'll  put  far  off  the  evil  day;" 

Ah !  not  a  moment's  in  your  pow'r, 
And  death  stands  ready  at  the  door. 

3  Eternity  ! — how  near  it  rolls  ! 
Count  the  vast  value  of  your  souls! 
Beware  !  and  count  the  awful  cost, 

What  they  have  gain*d  whose  souls  are  lost. 

4  Pride,  sinful  pleasures,  lusts  and  snares, 
Beset  your  hearts,  your  eyes,  your  ears — 
Take  the  alarm — the  danger  fly ! 

Lord,  save  me,  be  your  earnest  cry. 


MIDDLE    AGE. 

665— C.  M.  Hymn  160.  B.  2. 

Middle  Age. 

1  A  ND  have  I  measured  half  my  days, 
J\.  And  half  my  journey  run, 

Nor  tasted  the  Redeemer's  grace. 
Nor  yet  my  work  begun  ? 

2  The  morning  of  my  life  is  past ; 

The  noon  is  almost  o'er  : 
The  night  of  death  approaches  fast, 
When  I  can  work  no  more. 


738  HYMN  DCLXVL,-  DCLXVII 

3  0  Thou,  who  seest  and  know'st  my  grief, 

Thyself  unseen,  unknown, 
In  mercy  help  my  unbelief, 
And  melt  my  heart  of  stone. 

4  Regard  me  with  a  gracious  eye, 

The  long-sought  blessing  give, 
And  bid  me,  at  the  point  to  die, 
Behold  thy  face,  and  live. 


OLD    AGE. 

666— C.  M.  Hymn  161.  B.  * 

Old  Age. 

1  "pTERNAL  God!  enthron'd  on  high! 
J-J   Whom  angel  hosts  adore  ; 
Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh, 

Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  Oh,  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age, 

And  keep  my  passions  cool ; 
Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practise  ev'ry  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on, 

What's  human  must  decay  : 
My  friends,  my  young  companions,  gone, 
Can  I  expect  to  stay  ? 

4  Ah  !  no, — then  soothe  the  mortal  hour  j 

On  thee  my  hope  depends  ; 

Support  me  with  almighty  pow'r, 

While  dust  to  dust  descends. 

667— C.  M.  Hymn  271.  Add. 

Trust  in  God. 
1     A  LMIGHTY  Father  of  mankind, 
1  jl   On  thee  my  hopes  remain  j 


HYMN  DCLXVIII.  739 

And  when  the  day  of  trouble  comes, 
I  shall  not  trust  in  vain. 

2  In  early  years  thou  wast  my  Guide, 

And  of  my  youth  the  Friend  ; 

And  as  my  days  began  with  thee, 

With  thee  my  days  shall  end. 

3  Thou  wilt  not  cast  me  off,  when  age 

And  evil  days  descend  ; 
Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  in  despair, 
To  mourn  my  latter  end. 

Therefore  in  life  I'll  trust  to  thee, 

In  death  I  will  adore  ; 
And  after  death  will  sing  thy  praise, 

When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


MARINERS. 

068— 8s  7s  4s.  Hymn  272.  Add 

Far,  far  at  Sea. 

1  OTAR  of  peace  to  wanderers  weary, 
O  Bright  the  beams  that  smile  on  me, 
Cheer  the  pilot's  vision  dreary, 

Far,  far  at  sea. 

2  Star  of  hope,  gleam  on  the  billow, 

Bless  the  soul  that  sighs  for  thee, 
Bless  the  sailor's  lonely  pillow, 
Far,  far  at  sea. 

3  Star  of  faith,  when  winds  are  mocking 

All  his  toil,  he  flies  to  thee : 
Save  him,  on  the  billows  rocking, 
Far,  far  at  sea. 


740  HYMN  DCLXIX,  DCLXX. 

4  Star  Divine,  O  safely  guide  him, 

Bring  the  wanderer  home  to  thee ; 
Sore  temptations  long  have  tried  him, 
Far,  far  at  sea. 

669— C.  M.  Hymn  273.  Add. 

Prayer  for  Seamen. 

1  "\T7*E  come,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 

VV     And,  with  united  pleas, 
We  meet  and  pray  for  those  who  roam 
Far  off  upon  the  seas. 

2  O,  may  the  Holy  Spirit  bow 

The  sailor's  heart  to  thee, 
Till  tears  of  deep  repentance  flow 
Like  rain-drops  in  the  sea. 

3  Then  may  a  Saviour's  dying  love 

Pour  peace  into  his  breast, 
And  waft  him  to  the  port  above, 
Of  everlasting  rest. 

670— L.  M.  Hymn  274.  Add. 

The  Seaman's  Song. 

1  "TTTOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 

VY     His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad? 
With  hardy  mariners  survey 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  sea. 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favour  of  the  wind ; 
Till  God  command,  and  tempests  rise, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 

3  When  land  is  far.  and  death  is  nigh, 
Bereaved  of  hope,  to  God  they  cry ; 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address, 
And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 


HYMN   DCLXXI.  741 

4  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage, 
And  stormy  tempests  cease  to  rage ; 
The  grateful  band  their  fears  give  o'er, 
And  hail  with  joy  their  native  shore. 

5  0,  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ; 
Let  them  their  purest  offerings  bring, 
And  in  his  church  his  glory  sing. 

671— P,  M.  Hymn  275.  Add. 

The  Christian's   Voyage. 

1  TESUS,  at  thy  command, 
*J  I  launch  into  the  deep, 
And  leave  my  native  land, 
Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep; 

For  thee  I  fain  would  all  resign, 

And  sail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  What  though  the  seas  are  broad  ? 
What  though  the  waves  are  strong  ? 
What  though  tempestuous  storms 
Distress  me  all  along  ? 

Yet  what  are  seas  or  stormy  wind  ? 
Compared  to  Christ — the  sinner's  Friend  ? 

3  Christ  is  my  Pilot  wise, 
My  compass  is  his  word, 
My  soul  each  storm  defies, 
While  I  have  such  a  Lord  : 

I  trust  his  faithfulness  and  power, 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

4  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep 
Through  all  my  passage  lie ; 

Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep 

And  guide  me  with  his  eye  ; 
How  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop, 
That  b^ars  the  world  and  all  things  up ! 


742  HYMN  DCLXXII. 

5  Come,  heavenly  wind,  and  blow 
A  prosp'rous  gale  of  grace, 
To  waft  me  from  below, 
To  heaven,  my  destined  place : 
Then,  in  full  sail,  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind ! 


NATIONAL. 

672— L.  M.  Hymn  106.  B.  1. 

On  a  national  Fast  in  War. 

1  TT7HILE  o'er  our  guilty  land,  0  Lord, 

VV     We  view  the  terrors  of  the  sword, 
O!  whither  shall  the  helpless  fly? 
To  whom,  but  thee,  direct  their  cry  1 

2  The  suff'ring  sinner's  cries  and  tears 
Are  grown  familiar  to  thine  ears  : 
Oft  has  thy  mercy  sent  relief, 
When  all  was  fear  and  hopeless  grief. 

3  On  thee,  our  guardian  God,  we  call ; 
Before  thy  throne  of  grace  we  fall ; 
And  is  there  no  deliv'rance  there? 
And  must  we  perish  in  despair  1 

4  See,  we  repent,  we  weep,  we  mourn, 
To  our  forsaken  God  we  turn ; 

O !  spare  our  guilty  country,  spare 

The  church,  which  thou  hast  planted  here 

5  We  plead  thy  grace,  indulgent  God, 
-We  plead  thy  Son's  atoning  blood, 
We  plead  thy  gracious  promises  j 
And  are  they  unavailing  pleas  '<■ 


HYMN  DCLXXIIT,  DCLXXIV.  743 

6  These  pleas,  presented  at  thy  throne, 

Have  brought  ten  thousand  blessings  down, 
On  guilty  lands  in  helpless  woe ; 
Let  them  prevail  to  save  us  too ! 

673— L.  M.  Hymn  107.  B.  1 

For  a  public  Fast  in  war,  praying  for  peace. 

1  TT7AR,  horrid  war,  deep  stain'd  in  blood, 

1  V     Still  pours  its  havoc  thro'  our  land ; 
Almighty  God,  restrain  the  flood  ; 
Say  "  'tis  enough !"  and  stay  thine  hand. 

2  Let  peace  descend  with  balmy  wing, 
And  all  her  blessings  round  us  shed ; 
Our  liberties  be  well  secur'd, 

And  commerce  lift  its  fainting  head. 

3  Let  the  loud  cannon  cease  to  roar, 
The  warlike  trump  no  longer  sound  ; 
The  din  of  arms  be  heard  no  more, 
Nor  human  blood  pollute  the  ground. 

4  Let  hostile  troops  drop  from  their  hands 
The  useless  sword,  the  glitt'ring  spear  j 
And  join  in  friend  ships  sacred  bands, 
Nor  one  dissentient  voice  be  there. 

5  Thus  save,  O  Lord,  a  sinking  land  ; 
Millions  of  tongues  shall  then  adore, — 
Resound  the  honours  of  thy  name, 

And  spread  thy  praise  from  shore  to  shore. 

674— C  M.  Hymn  108.  B.  1 

On  a  public  Fast  during  national  Judgments. 
1    OEE.  gracious  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
O   Thy  mourning  people  bend  ! 
Tis  on  thy  sov"reign  grace  alone 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 


744  HYMN  DCLXXV. 

2  Tremendous  judgments  from  thy  hand 

Thy  dreadful  pow'r  display ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  How  chang'd,  alas!    For  truths  divine 

See  error,  guilt  and  shame ! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  sin, 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name ! 

4  0 !  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  resistless  grace  ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

5  Then,  should  insulting  foes  invade, 

We  shall  not  sink  in  fear  ; 
Secure  of  never-failing  aid, 
Since  God,  our  God,  is  near. 

675—  C.  M.  Hymn  109.  B.  L 

On  a  Fast-day  during  Pestilence  or  general  Sickness. 
|EATH,  with  his  dread  commission  seal'd, 
Now  hastens  to  his  arms  ; 
In  awful  state  he  takes  the  field, 

And  sounds  his  dire  alarms. 
Attendant  plagues  around  him  throng, 

And  wait  his  high  command ; 
And  pains,  and  dying  groans,  obey 

The  signal  of  his  hand. 
With  cruel  force  he  scatters  round 

His  shafts  of  deadly  pow'r  ; 
While  the  grave  waits  his  destin'd  prey, 

Impatient  to  devour. 
Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord, 
They  come  at  thy  command  : 
We'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word, 
Against  thy  chast'ning  hand. 


D1 


HYMN  DCLXXVI.  745 

5  Yet,  may  we  plead  with  humble  cries, 

Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes  : 
Our  strength  consumes,  our  spirit  dies, 
Thro'  thy  repeated  strokes. 

6  In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  us  not, 

Withdraw  these  dreadful  storms  : 
Nor  let  thy  fury  grow  so  hot, 
Against  poor  feeble  worms. 

7  O!  hear  when  dust  and  ashes  speak, 

And  pity  all  our  pain  ; 
O !  save  us,  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 
And  send  us  health  again  ! 

676— C.  M.  Hymn  110.  B.  1. 

Thanksgiving  for  Victory. 

0  thee,  who  reign'st  supreme  above, 
And  reign'st  supreme  below, 
Thou  God  of  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  love, 
We  our  successes  owe. 

2  The  thund'ring  horse,  the  martial  band, 

Without  thine  aid  were  vain  ; 
And  vict'ry  flies  at  thy  command 
To  crown  the  bright  campaign. 

3  Thy  mighty  arm,  unseen,  was  nigh, 

When  we  our  foes  assail'd  ; 
'Tis  thou  hast  rais'd  our  honours  high, 
And  o'er  their  hosts  prevail'd. 

4  Their  mounds,  their  camps,  their  lofty  tow'rs 

Into  our  hands  are  giv'n  ; 
Not  fnm  desert  nor  strength  of  ours, 
Bnffhro'  the  grace  of  heav'n. 

5  The  Lord  of  hosts,  our  Helper,  lives; 

His  name  be  ever  blest : 
'Tis  his  own  arm  the  vict'ry  gives ; 
He  grants  his  people  rest. 
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746         HYMN  DCLXXVII,  DCLXXVIK. 

677— L.  M.  Hymn  111.  R  1. 

Thanksgiving  for  national  Peace. 

1  /""I  REAT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
vT  A  word  of  thine  almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise: 
Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arras, 
And  rage,  and  noise,  and  tumult  reign ; 
And  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 
And  slaughter  spreads  the  hostile  plain ; 

3  Thy  Sov'reign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 

And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their  pow'rj 
Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own, 
And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing, 
Sweet  peace  !  with  her  what  blessings  fled ! 
Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  valleys  sing, 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 

5  Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord, 
All  move  subservient  to  thy  will ; 

And  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 

6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs, 
Thy  kind  protection  still  implore  ; 

0  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
Confess  thy  goodness,  and  adore ! 

678— C.  M.  Hymn  112.  B.  1 

Thanksgiving  for  Health  after  Pestilence. 

1  OOVEREIGN  of  life,  we  own  thy  hand 
O   In  this  late  chast'ning  stroke  ; 

And,  since  we've  smarted  by  thy  rod, 
Thy  presence  we  invoke. 


HYMN  DCLXXIX.  747 

2  To  thee  in  our  distress  we  cried, 

And  thou  hast  bow?d  thine  ear ; 
The  pestilence  thou  hast  remov'd, 
And  brought  deliv'rance  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteousness  ; 

That,  with  the  pious  throng, 

We  may  record  our  solemn  vows, 

And  tune  our  grateful  song. 

4  Praise  to  the  Lord  !  who  staid  the  sword, 

And  said,  "  it  is  enough  ;" 
Praise  to  the  Lord  !  who  makes  his  saints 
Triumphant  e'en  in  death. 

5  Our  God,  in  thine  appointed  hour 

Those  heav"nly  gates  display, 
Where  pain,  and  sickness,  fear  and  death, 
For  ever  flee  away. 

6  There,  while  the  nations  of  the  bless'd, 

With  raptures,  bow  around, 
Our  anthems  to  deliv'ring  grace, 
In  sweeter  strains  shall  sound. 

679— 8s.  Hymn  276.  AdcL 

Thanksgiving. 

1  T    ET  gratitude  waken  the  song, 
J_J   And  swell  the  harmonious  lyre, 
Let  praise  the  sweet  anthem  prolong, 
And  joy  every  bosom  inspire  ! 
What  favours  around  us  have  flow'd, 
Unmeasured,  unspeakably  great, 

By  Heaven  in  rich  mercy  bestow'd 
On  man  in  his  fallen  estate  ! 

2  The  earth  with  rich  verdure  is  crown'd, 
The  fruits  in  their  fulness  appear, 

The  songs  of  the  reapers  resound, 
And  plenty  encircles  the  year; 


748  HYMN  DCLXXX. 

The  blessings  of  freedom  are  ours, 
And  knowledge  and  virtue  increase, 
No  foe  is  invading  our  shores, 
We  live  with  the  nations  at  peace. 

3  The  sound  of  the  gospel  is  heard ; 
The  scriptures  their  treasures  unfold, 
While  thousands  believe  in  the  word, 
More  precious  than  silver  or  gold : 
No  fierce  persecutions  arise, 

The  heart  and  the  conscience  to  bind ; 
That  wisdom  which  Heaven  supplies, 
The  weakest  believer  may  find. 

4  Let  gratitude  waken  the  song, 
And  swell  the  harmonious  lyre, 

Let  praise  the  sweet  anthem  prolong, 
And  joy  every  bosom  inspire. 
A  nation  so  favourd  of  God, 
Should  ever  acknowledge  his  hand ; 
Should  send  his  salvation  abroad — 
His  gospel  to  every  land. 

680— 7s.  Hymn  277.  Add 

Swell  the  Anthem. 

1  O  WELL  the  anthem,  raise  the  song, 
O   Praises  to  our  God  belong ; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  our  heavenly  King. 

2  Blessings  from  his  lib'ral  hand, 
Flow  around  this  happy  land; 
Guarded  by  his  watchful  eye, 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

3  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey; 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod — ■ 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 


HYMN  DCLXXXI.  749 

681— Gs  4s.  Hymn  278.  Add. 

Independence  Ode. 

1  Tj^REEMEN,  awake  the  song! 
-1/     Gladly  the  strain  prolong, 

Welcome  this  day  ! 
It  tells  of  glory  won, 
By  deeds  of  valour  done; 
Shout  till  the  setting  sun 

Sheds  its  last  ray. 

2  Our  happy  land  we  sing — 
Your  joyful  tribute  bring, 

The  song  to  swell ; 
Sing  of  our  country's  worth — 
The  place  of  freedom's  birth — 
The  noblest  spot  on  earth — 

Her  blessings  telL 

3  Tell  how  Jehovah's  care, 
Guarded  our  blessings  rare, 

Till  this  bright  hour  : 
And  still  secure  from  harm, 
Held  by  his  mighty  arm, 
And  free  from  all  alarm, 

We  trust  his  power. 

4  Science  her  power  exerts, 
And  treasures  rich  imparts : 

Ennobling  truth. 
Whence  holy  influence  springs, 
Upon  her  heaven-plumed  wings, 
Bright  burnish'd  armour  brings, 

To  guard  our  youth. 

5  Our  youth — our  country's  gems— 
Their  lustre  brightly  beams 

For  coming  days  : 


750  HYMN  DCLXXXII. 

Let  virtue's  wreath  be  twined 
Round  each — and  every  mind 
The  lamp  of  knowledge  find, 
To  gild  their  ways. 

6  May  blest  religion's  light, 
Unfading,  changeless,  bright, 

Their  guide-star  be  : 
And,  as  to  age  they  move, 
Our  Father's  arm  of  love 
Guide  them  to  realms  above, 

Where  all  are  free. 


MARRIAGES. 

682— C.  M.  Hymn  279.  Add. 

A   Wedding  Hymn. 
INCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 


S' 


To  grace  a  marriage-feast : 
Dear  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 

Who  now  have  plighted  hands ; 
Their  union  with  thy  favour  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow — 

Of  all  rich  dowries  best; 
Their  substance  bless  ;  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 

4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite, 

That  they,  with  Christian  care, 
May  mate  domestic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 


HYMN  DCLXXXIII,  DCLXXXIV.        751 

5  0  may  each  soul  assembled  here, 
Be  married,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Clad  in  thy  robes,  made  white  and  fair, 
To  spend  eternity. 

683— L.  M.  Hymn  280.  Add, 

The  same. 

1  "TTTITH  cheerful  voices  rise  and  sing 

VV     The  praises  of  our  God  and  Kingj 
For  he  alone  can  minds  unite 
In  mutual  love  and  pure  delight. 

2  O  may  this  pair  increasing  find 
Substantial  pleasures  of  the  mind  ; 
Happy  in  all  things  may  they  be, 
And  both  united,  Lord,  to  thee. 

S  So  may  they  live,  as  truly  one, 

And,  when  their  work  on  earth  is  done, 
Rise  hand  in  hand  to  heaven,  and  share 
The  joys  of  love  forever  there. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

684— 7s.  Hymn  282.  Add. 

At  Parting. 

1  T^OR  a  season  call'd  to  part, 

Jl      Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer, 
Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep  ; 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 


752  HYMN  DCLXXXV. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong, 
Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain ; 
And  our  wasting  lives  prolong, 

In  thy  peace  to  meet  again. 

4  Then  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 
Ebenezers  shall  be  rear'd  ; 

And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord, 
Who  our  poor  petitions  heard. 


685— C.  M.  Hymn  283.  Ad* 

Parting  of  Friends. 

1  rpHROUGH  Christ,  when  we  together  came 
-L    In  singleness  of  heart, 

We  met,  0  Jesus,  in  thy  name, 
And  in  thy  name  we  part. 

2  We  part  in  body,  not  in  mind, 

Our  minds  continue  one  ; 
And  each  to  each,  in  Jesus  join'd, 
We  happily  go  on. 

3  0,  may  thy  Spirit,  gracious  Lord, 

In  all  our  travels  still 
Direct  and  be  our  constant  guard, 
To  Zion*s  holy  hill. 

4  0,  what  a  joyful  meeting  there, 

Beyond  these  changing  shades  ; 
White  are  the  robes  we  then  shall  wear. 
And  crowns  upon  our  heads. 

5  Hasten,  0  Lord,  and  bring  the  day 

When  we  shall  dwell  at  home  ; 
Come,  0  Redeemer,  come  away  j 
0  Jesus,  quickly  come  ! 


HYMN  DCLXXXYl,  DCLXXXVII.       753 

686— C.  M.  Hymn  2S4.  Add. 

Re-union  of  Friends. 

1  /"""10ME,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh, 
V^   To  great  Jehovah*s  name  ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  our  tongues, 

When  we  his  love  proclaim. 

2  'Twas  by  his  bidding  we  were  call"d 

In  pain  awhile  to  part ; 
'Tis  by  his  care  we  meet  again, 
And  gladness  fills  our  heart. 

3  Blest  be  the  hand  that  has  preserved 

Our  feet  from  every  snare ; 
And  blest  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Which  to  this  hour  we  share. 

4  0,  may  the  Spirit's  quick'ning  power 

Now  sanctify  our  joy, 
And  warm  our  zeal  in  works  of  love, 
Our  talents  to  employ. 

5  Fast,  fast  our  moments  fly  away, 

Soon  shall  our  wanderings  cease  ; 
And  with  our  Father  we  shall  dwell, 
A  family  of  peace. 

687— P.  M.  Hymn  285.  Add. 

Birth-day  Dedication. 

OD  of  my  life,  to  thee 
My  cheerful  soul  I  raise, 
Thy  goodness  bade  me  be, 
And  still  prolongs  my  days  : 

1  see  my  natal  hour  return, 
And  bless  the  day  that  I  was  born. 

2  A  clod  of  living  earth, 
I  glorify  thy  name  : 

32* 


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754  HYMN   DCLXXXVI11. 

From  whom  alone  my  birth 

And  all  my  blessings  came; 
Creating  and  preserving  grace, 
Let  r.Il  that  is  within  me  praise. 

3  My  soul  and  all  its  powers, 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  shall  be  ; 
All,  all  my  happy  hours 
1  consecrate  to  thee  j 

Whate'er  I  have,  whate'er  I  am, 
Shall  magnify  my  Maker's  name. 

4  Long  as  I  live  on  earth, 
To  thee,  0  let  me  live  ; 
To  thee  my  every  breath 

In  thanks  and  blessings  give  ; 
Me  to  thine  image  now  restore, 
And  I  shall  praise  thee  evermore. 

688— C.  M.  Hymn  286.  Add. 

A  Birth-day  Prayer. 

1  O  WIFT  as  the  winged  arrow  flies 

0  My  time  is  hastening  on ; 
Quick  as  the  lightning  from  the  skies, 

My  wasting  moments  run. 

2  My  follies  past,  O  God,  forgive, 

My  every  sin  subdue  ; 
And  teach  me,  henceforth,  how  to  live 
With  glory  in  my  view. 

3  'Twere  better  I  had  not  been  born, 

Than  live  without  thy  fear  ; 
For  they  are  wretched  and  forlorn 
Who  have  their  portion  here. 

4  But  thanks  to  thine  unbounded  grace, 

That  in  my  early  youth 

1  have  been  taught  to  seek  thy  face, 

And  know  the  way  of  truth. 


HYMN  DCLXXXIX.  705 

5  0,  let  thy  Spirit  lead  me  still 

Along  the  happy  road  ; 

Conform  me  to  thy  holy  will, 

My  Father  and  my  God. 

6  Another  year  of  life  is  past ; 

My  heart  to  thee  incline, 
That  if  this  year  should  be  my  last. 
It  may  be  wholly  thine. 

689— C.  L.  M.  Hymn  289.  Add. 

Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  T  LOVE  the  Lord,  whose  gracious  ear 
X     Was  open  to  my  cry  ; 

He  bade  me,  in  the  time  of  fear, 

Upon  his  grace  rely. 
Long  as  I  live  I'll  trust  his  care — 
To  him  address  my  fervent  prayer. 

2  Death's  sorrows  had  encompass'd  me, 

I  felt  the  pains  of  hell ; 
On  every  side  was  misery, 

My  woes  no  tongue  could  tell. 
Then  I  broke  forth  without  control, 
"  Lord,  I  beseech  thee,  save  my  soul." 

3  Tender  and  gracious  is  his  name ; 

Our  God  is  ever  kind  ; 
The  meek  shall  his  protection  claim, 

The  humble,  mercy  rind  ; 
Unto  thy  rest,  my  soul,  return, 
The  bounties  of  thy  God  discern. 

4  The  Lord  hath  kept  my  soul  from  death, 

Preserved  my  eyes  from  tears  ; 
My  feet  from  falling,  where  beneath 

Were  spread  the  fowler's  snares  ; 
Living  I'll  walk  before  the  Lord; 
His  name  forever  be  adored. 


756  HYMN  DCXC. 

690— P.  M.  Hymn  139.  B.  1. 

The  song  of  Hannah — an  encouragement  to  Prayer, 

1  TT7HEN  Hannah,  press'd  with  grief, 

V  V      Pour'd  forth  her  soul  in  pray'rs; 

She  quickly  found  relief, 

And  songs  succeeded  tears. 
Like  her,  in  ev'ry  trying  case, 
Let  us  approach  the  throne  of  grace. 

2  When  she  began  to  pray, 

Her  heart  was  pain'd  and  sad ; 

But  ere  she  went  away, 

Was  comforted  and  glad  : 
In  trouble,  what  a  resting-place, 
Have  they  who  know  the  throne  of  grace! 

3  Eli  her  case  mistook  ; 
How  was  her  spirit  mov'd 
By  his  unkind  rebuke! 
But  God  her  cause  approv'd. 

We  need  not  fear  a  creature's  lace, 
While  welcome  at  a  throne  of  grace. 

4  Men  have  not  pow'r  nor  skill 
With  troubled  souls  to  bear ; 
Tho'  they  express  good  will, 
Poor  comforters  they  are  : 

But  swelling  sorrows  sink  apace, 
When  we  approach  the  throne  of  grace. 

5  Thousands  have  often  tried, 
And  with  success  were  crown'd ; 
Not  one  has  been  denied, 

But  all  an  answer  found. 
Let  us  by  faith  their  footsteps  trace, 
And  hasten  to  the  throne  of  grace. 


HYMN   DCXCI,  DCXCII.  757 

691— C.  M.  Hymn  144.  B.  1, 

The  song  of  Simeon — death  to  a  believer  desirable. 

1  T   ORD,  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
-Li   As  happy  Simeon  came, 

And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here ; 
0  make  our  joys  the  same  ! 

2  With  what  divine  and  vast  delight 

The  good  old  man  was  fill'd, 
When  fondly  in  his  wither'd  arms 
He  clasp*d  the  holy  child ! 

3  "  Now  I  can  leave  this  world,"  he  cried, 

"  Behold,  thy  servant  dies  ! 
"  I've  seen  thy  great  salvation,  Lord, 
"And  close  my  peaceful  eyes. 

4  "This  is  the  light  prepar"d  to  shine 

"  Upon  the  Gentile  lands  ; 
"  Thine  Israel's  glory,  and  their  hope, 
"  To  break  their  slavish  bands." 

5  Jesus  !  the  vision  of  thy  face 

Hath  overpow"ring  charms ! 
Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 
If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 

6  When  flesh  shall  fail,  and  heart-strings  break, 

Sweet  will  the  minutes  roll ; 
A  mortal  paleness  on  my  cheek, 
But  glory  in  my  soul. 

692— C.  M.  Hymn  140.  B.  1. 

The  song  of  Hezekiah. 
1    \\T  HEN  we  are  rais*d  from  deep  distress, 
VV     Our  God  deserves  a  song; 
We  take  the  pattern  of  our  praise 
From  Hezekiah's  tongue. 


758  HYMN  DCXCIII. 

2  The  gates  of  the  devouring  grave 

Are  open'd  wide  in  vain, 
If  he,  who  holds  the  keys  of  death, 
Commands  them  fast  again. 

3  Pains  of  the  flesh  are  wont  t'  abuse 

Our  minds  with  slavish  fears; 
"  Our  days  are  past,  and  we  shall  lose 
"  The  remnant  of  our  years." 

4  "We  chatter  with  a  swallow's  voice, 

Or  like  a  dove  we  mourn ; 
"With  bitterness  instead  of  joys, 
Afflicted  and  forlorn. 

5  Jehovah  speaks  the  healing  word, 

And  no  disease  withstands ; 
Fevers  and  plagues  obey  the  Lord, 
And  fly  at  his  commands. 

6  If  half  the  strings  of  life  should  break, 

He  can  our  frame  restore  : 
He  casts  our  sins  behind  his  back, 
And  they  are  found  no  more. 

593— L   M.  Hymn  141.  B.  1 

The  song  of  Mary. 

jUR  souls  shall  magnify  the  Lord; 
In  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice ; 
While  we  repeat  the  Virgin's  song, 
May  the  same  Spirit  tune  our  voice ! 

2  The  Highest  saw  her  low  estate, 
And  mighty  things  his  hand  hath  done; 
His  overshadowing  pow'r  and  grace 
Makes  her  the  mother  of  his  Son. 

3  Let  ev"ry  nation  call  her  bless'd, 
And  endless  years  prolong  her  fame  : 


O1 


HYMN  DCXCIV.  759 

But  God  alone  must  be  ador'd  ; 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name. 

4  To  those  that  fear  and  trust  the  Lord, 
His  mercy  stands  for  ever  sure; 
From  age  to  age  his  promise  lives, 
And  the  performance  is  secure. 

5  He  spake  to  Abra'm  and  his  seed, 

"In  thee  shall  all  the  earth  be  bless'd :" 
The  mem'ry  of  that  ancient  word 
Lay  long  in  his  eternal  breast. 

6  But  now,  no  more  shall  Israel  wait, 
No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn: 
Lo,  the  desire  of  nations  comes! 
Behold,  the  promis"d  Seed  is  born ! 

694— P.  M.     7.  Hymn  96.  B.  2. 

The  three  Mountains. 

1  TT7  HEN  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 

VV      God  descend  in  majesty, 
To  proclaim  his  holy  law, 
All  my  spirit  sinks  with  awe. 

2  When  in  ecstasy  sublime, 
Tabor's  glorious  steep  I  climb, 
At  the  too  transporting  light, 
Darkness  rushes  o'er  my  sight. 

3  When  on  Calvary  I  rest, 
God,  in  flesh  made  manifest, 
Shines  in  my  Redeemer's  face, 
Full  of  beauty,  truth,  and  grace. 

4  Here  I  would  for  ever  stay, 
Weep,  and  gaze  my  soul  away ; 
Thou  art  heav'n  on  earth  to  me, 
Lovely,  mournful  Calvary. 


760  HYMN  DCXCV,  DCXCVI. 

695— L.  M.  Hymn  120.  B.  2 

Family  Worship. 

1  "FEATHER  of  all,  thy  cave  we  bless, 

A.     Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace; 
From  thee  they  spring,  and  by  thy  hand 
They  have  been,  and  are  still  sustain'd. 

2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  rais'd ; 

Who,  Lord  of  heav'n,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints,  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows ; 
Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 
Be  taught  thy  precepts  and  thy  grace. 

4  Oh,  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name  ; 
While,  pleas'd  and  thankful,  we  remove 
To  join  the  family  above. 

696— C.  M.  Hymn  150.  B.  2 

The  Traveller's  Hymn. 

1  TTOW  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  O  Lord, 
JLJL   How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help,  Omnipotence  ! 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care  ; 
Thro*  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  iu  tainted  air. 

3  When,  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne, 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 


HYMN  DCXCVII.  761 

4  The  storm  is  laid — the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will : 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore  ; 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 


697— L.  M.  Hymn  149.  B.  2. 

Poor  Children's  appeal  to  Christians. 

God's  own  house,  by  silent  night, 


1  TNG 
1  Th 


And  there,  by  viewless  angels  kept, 
Samuel,  the  child,  securely  slept. 

2  A  voice  unknown  the  stillness  broke, 

"  Samuel !;'  it  call'd,  and  thrice  it  spoke  ; 
He  rose — he  ask'd  whence  came  the  word 
From  Eli  ?    No  ;  it  was  the  Lord. 

3  Thus  early  call'd  to  serve  his  God, 
In  paths  of  righteousness  he  trod  ; 
Prophetic  visions  fir'd  his  breast, 
And  all  the  chosen  tribes  were  blest. 

4  Speak,  Lord  !  and  from  our  earliest  days 
Incline  our  hearts  to  love  thy  ways  ; 
Thy  wak'ning  voice  has  reach  d  our  ear, 
Speak,  Lord,  to  us  ;  thy  servants  hear. 

5  And  ye,  who  know  the  Saviour's  love, 
And  richly  all  his  mercies  prove, 
Your  timely,  friendly  aid  afford, 
That  we  may  early  serve  the  Lord, 


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762  HYMN   DCXCVIII. 

698— C.  M.  Hymn  138.  B.  1 

The  summary  of  Faith. 

"N  God  the  Father  I  believe, 
Who  heaven  and  earth  did  frame, 
By  his  almighty  Word  ;   his  praise 
And  glory  to  proclaim. 

2  I  do  believe  in  Jesus  Christ, 
God's  only  Son,  our  Lord, 

Begotten  from  eternity, 
The  everlasting  Word. 

3  I  in  the  Holy  Ghost  believe, 
A  Person  true,  and  One, 

In  essence,  pow'r,  eternity, 
With  Father  and  with  Son. 

4  An  holy  catholic  Church  I  own, 
The  heirs  of  heav'n  design'd  : 

By  union  all  to  Christ  their  head, 
And  one  another  join'd. 

5  Redemption  thro'  the  blood  of  Christ 
I  heartily  embrace ; 

A  full  forgiveness  of  my  sins, 
The  gift  of  sov'reign  grace. 

6  The  Resurrection  of  the  dead, 
Sincerely  I  maintain  ; 

My  soul  and  body  glorified, 

With  Christ  shall  live  and  reign. 

7  The  hopes  of  everlasting  Life 
My  fainting  soul  sustain : 

To  this  I  set  my  solemn  seal, 
And  say,  in  truth,  Amen! 

8  To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  whom  we  adore, 

Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 


HYMN  DCXCIX,  DCC.  763 

699— C.  M.  Hymn  290.  Add. 

Public  Profession. 

1  "\7"E  men  and  angels,  witness  now, 

-1L     Before  the  Lord  we  speak ; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break  ; — 

2  That,  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield  ; 
Nor,  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Nor  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 

But  on  his  grace  rely ; 
May  he,  with  our  returning  wants, 
All  needful  aid  supply. 

4  0,  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 

And  keep  us  in  thy  ways ; 
And,  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers, 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 


DEATH. 

DEATH     GENERALLY. 

700— C.  M.  Hymn  77.  B.  1. 

Time  is  short. 

1   rr>HE  time  is  short !  the  season  near 
JL    When  death  will  us  remove  ; 
To  leave  our  friends,  however  dear, 
And  all  we  fondly  love. 


764  HYMN  DCC1. 

2  The  time  is  short !  sinners,  beware, 

Nor  trifle  time  away  ; 
The  word  of  great  salvation  hear, 
While  it  is  call'd  to-day. 

3  The  time  is  short !  ye  rebels,  now 

To  Christ  the  Lord  submit ; 
To  mercy's  golden  sceptre  bow, 
And  fall  at  Jesu's  feet. 

4  The  time  is  short !  ye  saints,  rejoice , 

The  Lord  will  quickly  come : 
Soon  shall  ye  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
To  call  you  to  your  home. 

5  The  time  is  short !  it  swiftly  flies, 

The  hour  is  just  at  hand, 
When  we  shall  mount  above  the  skies, 
And  reach  the  wish"d-for  land. 

6  The  time  is  short !  the  moment  near 

When  we  shall  dwell  above  ; 
And  be  for  ever  happy  there, 
With  Jesus,  whom  we  love. 

701— 7s  6s.  Hymn  294.  Add. 

Time  is  winging,  fyc. 

1  f  I  TIME  is  winging  us  away, 
J-     To  our  eternal  home  ; 

Life  is  but  a  winters  day, 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
Youth  and  vigour  soon  will  flee, 
Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms  ; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  will  be 

Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 
A  journey  to  the  tomb  : 


HYMN  DCCII,  DCCIII.  765 

But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 
Health  and  beauty  soon  above ; 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy — 
Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 

702— L.  M.  Hymn  295.  Add. 

To-day. 

1  npHAT  awful  hour  will  soon  appear ; 
JL     Swift  on  the  wings  of  time  it  flies  ; 

When  all  that  pains  or  pleases  here 
Will  vanish  from  my  closing  eyes. 

2  Death  calls  my  friends,  my  neighbours  hence, 
None  can  resist  the  fatal  dart: 

Continual  warnings  strike  my  sense, 
And  shall  they  fail  to  reach  my  heart. 

3  Think,  O  my  soul,  how  much  depends 
On  the  short  period  of  to-day  ; 

Shall  time,  which  heaven  in  mercy  lends, 
Be  negligently  thrown  away? 

4  Lord  of  my  life,  inspire  my  heart 
With  heavenly  ardour,  grace  divine ; 
Nor  let  thy  presence  e*er  depart ; 

For  strength,  and  life,  and  death,  are  thine. 

703— C.  M.  Hymn  296.  Add, 

Man's  days  are  as  grass. 

1  "TiEATH  !  what  a  solemn  word  to  all  I 
JLJ    What  mortal  things  are  men  , 

We  just  arise,  and  soon  we  fall, 
To  mix  with  earth  again. 

2  Twas  sin  that  brought  in  all  our  wo, 

And  gave  to  death  his  power  ; 
Hence  all  our  painful  sorrows  flow, 
Till  life's  departing  hour. 


766  HYMN  DCCIV. 

3  'Tis  God  that  fixes  each  event 

Of  varying  life  or  death  ; 
By  him  revolving  years  are  lent, 
Or  he  arrests  our  breath. 

4  Thankful  we  own  thy  goodness  past, 

Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all, 
Watching  may  each  be  found  at  last, 
To  hear  the  bridegroom's  call. 

5  O,  fit  us  for  thy  righteous  will, 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  impart ; 
Help  us  thy  pleasure  to  fulfil, 
And  yield  thee  all  our  heart. 

704— S.  M.  Hymn  293.  Add. 

Our  days,  a  hand-breadth. 

1  "OEFORE  us  to  the  grave 

-13   How  many  hence  have  gone ! 
Nor  could  a  friend,  a  brother,  save, 
Or  ransom,  even  one. 

2  We  follow'd  their  remains, 
As  some  will  follow  ours, 

Where  mortals  rest  from  all  their  pains, 
Nor  count  the  tedious  hours. 

3  Since  in  their  house  below 
Our  bodies  soon  must  lie, 

Our  latter  end,  Lord,  make  us  know, 
And  teach  us  how  to  die. 

4  By  faith  may  we  receive 

Our  pardon  through  thy  blood — 
A  righteousness,  which  thou  canst  give, 
A  hope,  divinely  good. 

5  Our  triumph  in  thy  name, 
Shalt  thus  be  render*d  sure; 

And  we  shall  celebrate  thy  fame 
While  endless  years  endure. 


O1 


HYMN  DCCV,  DCCVI.  767 

705— L.  M.  Hymn  292    Add. 

The  Tolling  Bell. 

|FT  as  the  bell,  with  solemn  toll, 
Speaks  the  departure  of  a  soul, 
Let  each  one  ask  himself,  "Am  I 
Prepared,  should  I  be  called  to  die  ?" 

2  Only  this  frail  and  fleeting  breath 
Preserves  me  from  the  jaws  of  death  j 
Soon  as  it  fails,  at  once  I'm  gone, 
And  plunged  into  a  world  unknown. 

3  Then,  leaving  all  I  loved  below, 
To  God's  tribunal  I  must  go ; 

Must  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  fate 
And  fix  my  everlasting  state. 

4  Lord  Jesus  !  help  me  now  to  flee, 
And  seek  my  hope  alone  in  thee  ; 
Apply  thy  blood,  thy  Spirit  give, 
Subdue  my  sin,  and  let  me  live. 

5  Then,  when  the  solemn  bell  I  hear, 
If  saved  from  guilt,  1  need  not  fear ; 
Nor  would  the  thought  distressing  be — < 
"  Perhaps  it  next  may  toll  for  me." 

6  Rather  my  spirit  would  rejoice 

And  long,  and  wish  to  hear  thy  voice  ; 
Glad  when  it  bids  me  earth  resign, 
Secure  of  heaven,  if  thou  art  mine. 

706— 7s.  N.  A.  291 

Preparation  for  Death. 

1   O  INNER,  is  thy  soul  prepar'd 
O   For  the  solemn  hour  of  deaih? 
Couldst  thou,  if  no  longer  spard, 
Calmly  yield  thy  fleeting  breath  ? 


768  HYMN  DCCVII. 

Couldst  thou  meet  thy  God  in  peace, 

With  thy  follies  unforgiv'n  ; 
Or  obtain  one  moment's  bliss 

If  admitted  into  heav'n  1 

2  Art  thou  ready  to  depart? 

Would  the  heav'nly  prize  be  sure 
To  an  unbelieving  heart, 

To  a  soul  by  sin  impure  ? 
Can  a  sinner  unrenew'd, 

Ever  plead  atoning  blood? 
Can  a  rebel  unsubdu'd, 

Ever  reach  heaven's  blest  abodo  i 

3  Ready,  in  thy  guilt  to  die ! 

Ready,  evermore  to  dwell 
In  a  world  of  misery, 

In  the  burning  depths  of  hell  !— 
They  alone  can  look  with  joy, 

For  a  glorious  reward, 
Who  on  earth  their  souls  employ 

In  the  service  of  the  Lord. 

707— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  80   B.  1 

Time  and  Eternity. 

1  T   0!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
J-J'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand, 

Yet  how  insensible ! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heav'nly  place, 

Or — shuts  me  up  in  hell. 

2  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress : 
Give  rne  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me  ere  it  be  too  late ; 

Wake  me  to  righteousness. 

3  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 


HYMN  DCCVIII.  769 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar  : 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  1 

4  Be  this  my  one  great  bus  ness  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure  ! 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure  ! 

5  Then  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live, 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ; 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight 
And  hope  in  full  supreme  delight 

And  everlasting  love. 

708— L.  M.  Hymn  78.  B.  1. 

Eternity. 

1  "PATERNITY!  stupendous  theme ! 

S-J  Compar'd  herewith,  our  life's  a  dream : 

Eternity !  0  awful  sound  ; 

'A  deep,  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'dl' 

2  Eternity !  the  dread  abode, 
And  habitation  of  our  God  : 
His  glory  fills  the  vast  expanse, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  mortal  sense. 

3  But  an  eternity  there  is 

Of  dreadful  woe,  or  joyful  bliss  : 
And,  swift  as  time  fulfils  its  round, 
We  to  eternity  are  bound. 

4  What  countless  millions  of  mankind 
Have  left  this  fleeting  world  behind  ! 

They're  gone;  but  where? — ah!  pause  and  see- 
Gone  to  a  long  eternity ! 
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770  HYMN  DCCIX. 

5  Sinner,  canst  thou  for  ever  dwell 
In  all  the  fiery  deeps  of  hell  ? 

And  is  death  nothing,  then,  to  thee — 
Death,  and  a  dread  eternity  1 

6  Ye  gracious  souls,  with  joy  look  up  ; 
In  Christ  rejoice,  your  glorious  hope ; 
This  everlasting  bliss  secures  ; 

God  and  eternity  are  yours. 


709— L.  M.  Hymn  164.  B.  2 

The  Living  and  the  Dead. 

1  TT7"  HERE  are  the  dead  1— In  heav'n  or  hell 

W      Their  disembodied  spirits  dwell; 
Their  perish'd  forms,  in  bonds  of  clay, 
Reserved  until  the  judgment  day. 

2  Who  are  the  dead  ? — The  sons  of  time 
In  ev'ry  age,  and  state,  and  clime  ; 
Renown'd,  dishonour'd,  or  forgot, 

The  place  that  knew  them,  knows  them  not 

3  Where  are  the  living? — On  the  ground 
Where  pray'r  is  heard  and  mercy  found ; 
Where,  in  the  compass  of  a  span, 

The  mortal  makes  th'  immortal  man. 

4  Who  are  the  living — They  whose  breath 
Draws  ev'ry  moment  nigh  to  death ; 

Of  endless  bliss  or  woe  the  heirs  : 
Oh,  what  an  awful  lot  is  theirs ! 

5  Then,  timely  warn'd,  let  us  begin 
To  follow  Christ  and  flee  from  sin ; 
Daily  grow  up  in  him  our  head, 
Lord  of  the  living  and  the  dead. 


HYMN  DCCX,  DCCXI.  771 

710— S.  M.  Hymn  163.  B.  2. 

Issues  of  Life  and  Death. 

1  /^\H,  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
\-J   Rest  for  the  weary  soul ! 

'Twere  vain  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh ; 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above; 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years— 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  : 
Oh  !  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death ! 

5  Lord,  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun  ; — 
Lest  we  be  driven  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 

6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest — 

Alone  are  found  in  thee 
The  life  of  perfect  love — the  rest 
Of  immortality. 

711— C.  M.  Hymn  123.  B.  1. 

Funeral  Hymn — Death  dreadful,  or  delightful. 
1   "P\EATH  !  His  a  melancholy  day 
Jur    To  those  that  have  no  God  ; 
When  the  poor  soul  is  forced  away, 
To  seek  her  last  abode. 


772  HYMN   DCCXII. 

2  In  vain  to  heav*n  she  lifts  her  eyes ; 

For  guilt,  a  heavy  chain, 
Still  drags  her  downward  from  the  skies, 
To  darkness,  fire  and  pain. 

3  Awake  and  mourn,  ye  heirs  of  hell, 

Ye  stubborn  sinners  fear  ; 
Lest  ye  be  driv'n  from  earth,  and  dwell 
A  long  for  ever  there. 

4  See  how  the  pit  gapes  wide  for  you, 

And  flashes  in  your  face  ; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  look  downward  too, 
And  sing  recov'ring  grace. 

5  He  is  a  God  of  sov'reign  love, 

That  promis'd  heav'n  to  me ; 
And  taught  my  thoughts  to  soar  above, 
Where  happy  spirits  be. 

6  Prepare  me,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand, 

Then  come  the  joyful  day; 
Come,  death,  and  some  celestial  band, 
To  bear  my  soul  away. 

112— C.  M.  Hymn  125.  B.  1 

Funeral  Hymn — Death  and  Eternity. 

1  OTOOP  down,  my  thoughts  that  use  to  rise, 
K3   Converse  a  while  with  death; 

Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  lies, 
And  pants  away  his  breath. 

2  His  quiv'ring  lips  hang  feebly  down, 

His  pulses  faint  and  few, 
Then  speechless,  with  a  doleful  groan, 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

3  But  0,  the  soul  that  never  dies ! 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay ! 


HYMN  BCCXIII.  773 

Ye  thoughts,  pursue  it  where  it  flies, 
And  trace  its  wondrous  way. 

4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell, 

It  mounts  triumphant  there  ; 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 
In  infinite  despair. 

5  And  must  my  body  faint  and  die  1 

And  must  this  soul  remove  ? 
O !  for  some  guardian  angel  nigh, 
To  bear  it  safe  above. 

6  Jesus,  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand 

My  naked  soul  I  trust; 
My  flesh  shall  wait  for  thy  command, 
And  drop  into  my  dust. 

713— C.  M.  Hymn  131.  B.  1 

Funeral  Hymn — A  voice  from  the  tombs. 

1  TJ  ARK  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound ; 
XI  My  ears  attend  the  cry : 

"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
"  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

"  In  spite  of  all  your  tow"rs  ! 
"The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head 
"  Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  1 

4  Grant  us  the  pow'r  of  quickening  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 


774  HYMN  DCCXIV,  DCCXV. 

714— C.  M.  Hymn  104.  B.  2. 

Impatience  for  death  sinful. 

1  TT7HY  thus  impatient  to  be  gone  ? 

VY     Such  wishes  breathe  no  more; 
Let  him  who  lockd  thy  spirit  in, 
When  meet,  unbolt  the  door. 

2  Why  wouldst  thou  snatch  the  victor's  palm, 

Before  the  conquest's  won  1 
Or  wish  to  seize  th'  immortal  prize, 
Ere  yet  the  race  is  run  ? 

3  Inglorious  wish,  to  haste  away, 

And  leave  thy  work  undone  ! 
To  serve  thy  Lord  will  please  no  less 
Than  praising  round  the  throne. 

4  While  thou  art  standing  in  the  field, 

For  bliss  thou" It  riper  grow ; 
Then  wait  the  Lord's  appointed  time, 
Till  he  shall  bid  thee  go. 

715— 8s.  Hymn  297.  Add 

Death  desirable. 

1  "TT7HILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 

VV     And  view  the  scene  on  either  hand, 
My  spirit  struggles  with  my  clay, 
And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away ; 
Where  Jesus  dwells  my  soul  would  be, 
And  faints  my  much-loved  Lord  to  see ; 
Earth,  twine  no  more  about  my  heart, 
For  'tis  far  better  to  depart. 

2  Come,  ye  angelic  envoys,  come, 
And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home; 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesus'  throne, 
Source  of  my  joys,  and  of  your  own  j 


HYMN  DCCXVI.  775 

That  blissful  interview,  how  sweet ! 
To  fall  transported  at  his  feet ; 
Raised  in  his  arms  to  view  his  face 
Through  the  full  beamings  of  his  grace. 

3  As  with  a  seraph  voice  to  sing ; 
To  fly  as  on  a  cherub's  wing ; 
Performing  with  unwearied  hands 
The  present  Saviours  high  commands j 
Yet  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight, 
We'll  wait  thy  signal  for  the  flight ; 
For  while  thy  service  we  pursue, 
We  find  a  heaven  in  all  we  do. 


DEATH    OF    A    PASTOR. 

716— L.  M.  Hymn  155.  B.  3 

Prayer  for  a  sick  Minister. 

1  /~\  THOU,  before  whose  gracious  throne 
y~J  We  bow  our  suppliant  spirits  down ; 
Avert  thy  swift  descending  stroke, 

Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock. 

2  Restore  him,  sinking  to  the  grave — 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save ; 
Back  to  our  hopes  and  wishes  give, 

And  bid  our  friend  and  father  live. 

3  Bound  to  each  soul  by  tend'rest  ties, 
In  every  breast  his  image  lies : 
Thy  pitying  aid,  0  God,  impart, 

Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 

4  Yet,  if  our  supplications  fail, 

And  pray'rs  and  tears  cannot  prevail ; 
Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay, 
And  guide  him  safe  to  endless  day. 


776  HYMN  DCCXVII,  DCCXVIII. 

717— C.  M.  Hymn  156.  B.  3 

Comfort  under  the  loss  of  Ministers. 

1  "TT7"HAT — tho'  the  arm  of  conq'ring  death 

VV     Does  God's  own  house  invade; 
What — tho'  the  Prophet  and  the  Priest 
Be  number  d  with  the  dead! 

2  Tho'  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young  ; 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  clos'd, 
And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue  ; 

3  Th'  Eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comforts  to  impart ; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 

4  Then  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive, 

And  all  our  tears  be  dry ;  • 
Why  should  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 
Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh  ! 

718— C.  M.  Hymn  298.  Add. 

Death  of  a  Minister. 

1  rr\0  thee,  O  God,  when  creatures  fail, 
JL    Thy  flock  deserted  flies  ; 

And  on  th'  eternal  Shepherd's  care 
Our  steadfast  hope  relies. 

2  When  o'er  thy  faithful  servant's  dust, 

Thy  saints  assembled  mourn, 
In  speedy  tokens  of  thy  grace, 
O  Zion's  God,  return. 

3  The  powers  of  nature  all  are  thine, 

And  thine  the  aids  of  grace  ; 
Thine  arm  has  borne  thy  chnrches  up 
Through  each  succeeding  race. 


HYMN  DCCXIX.  777 

4  Display  thy  sacred  influence  here, 

And  here  thy  suppliants  bless  ; 
And  change  to  strains  of  thankful  praise 
Our  accents  of  distress. 

5  With  faithful  heart,  with  skilful  hand, 

May  this  thy  flock  be  fed ; 
And,  persevering  in  thy  ways, 
To  Zion's  mount  be  led. 

719— C.  M.  Hymn  299.  Add. 

Death  of  a  Pastor. 

1  TT7HY  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow, 

VV     When  God  recalls  his  own; 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  wo, 
For  an  immortal  crown  1 

2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 

Whose  life  to  God  was  given  ? 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close, 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  wogk  is  done; 

And  they  are  fully  blest ; 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  vicfry  won, 
And  enter'd  into  rest. 

4  The  flock  must  feel  the  shepherd's  loss. 

And  miss  his  tender  care  ; 
But  they  who  bear  with  joy  the  cross, 
The  crown  shall  brightest  wear. 

5  And  is  not  he  who  call'd  them  home 

Still  to  his  church  most  nigh, 
To  bid  successive  labourers  come, 
And  all  her  need  supply  1 

6  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow ; 

God  has  recall'd  his  own ; 
But  let  our  hearts  in  ev'ry  wo, 
Still  say,  «  Thy  will  be  done." 
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778  HYMN  DCCXX,  DCCXXI. 


DEATH    OF    A    CHILD. 

720—  C.  M.  Hymn  127.  B.  1. 

Funeral  Hymn — Death  of  a  young  child. 

1  A  LAS  !  how  chang'd  that  lovely  flow'r, 
Jt\.  Which  bloom'd  and  cheerd  my  heart ! 
Fair  fleeting  comfort  of  an  hour, 

How  soon  we're  call'd  to  part ! 

2  And  shall  my  bleeding  heart  arraign 

That  God,  whose  ways  are  love '} 
Or  vainly  cherish  anxious  pain 
For  her  who  rests  above  ? 

3  No ! — let  me  rather  humbly  pay 

Obedience  to  his  will, 
And  with  my  inmost  spirit  say, 
"  The  Lord  is  righteous  still." 

4  From  adverse  blasts,  and  low'ring  storms, 

Her  favour'd  soul  he  bore ; 
And  with  yon  bright,  angelic  forms 
She  lives,  to  die  no  more. 

5  Why  should  I  vex  my  heart,  or  fast  ? 

No  more  she'll  visit  me  ; 
My  soul  will  mount  to  her  at  last, 
And  there  my  child  I'll  see. 

6  Prepare  me,  blessed  Lord,  to  share 

The  bliss  thy  people  prove  ; 
Who  round  thy  glorious  throne  appear, 
And  dwell  in  perfect  love. 

721— C.  M.  Hymn  128.  B.  1. 

Funeral  Hymn  —  Comfort  for  pious  Parents  bereaved 

of  their  Children. 

1  "\7"E  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  tears 

JL     Flow  o'er  your  children  dead; 


HYMN  DCCXXII.  779 

Say  not,  in  transports  of  despair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 

2  If,  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust, 

In  fond  distress  ye  lie, 
Rise,  and  with  joy  and  rev'rence  view 
A  heav'nly  parent  nigh. 

3  Tho',  your  young  branches  torn  away, 

Like  wither'd  trunks  ye  stand  ; 
With  fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom, 
Touch'd  by  the  Almighty's  hand. 

4  "  I'll  give  the  mourner,''  saith  the  Lord, 

"In  my  own  house  a  place ; 

"  No  names  of  daughters  nor  of  sons 

"  Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 

5  u  Transient  and  vain  is  ev'ry  hope 

"  A  rising  race  can  give  : 
"  In  endless  honour  and  delight 
"  My  children  all  shall  live." 

6  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising  tears, 

Thro"  which  thy  face  we  see ; 
And  bless  those  wounds,  which  thro'  our  hearts 
Prepare  a  way  for  thee. 

722— C.  M.  Hymn  165.  B.  2. 

Death  of  a   Youth. 

1  "TT7HEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 

W      By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

O  may  this  truth,  imprest 
With  awful  pow'r — I  too  must  die — 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 


780  HYMN  DCCXXIII. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more : 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb  ! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour ! 
To-morrow,  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 

May  ev'ry  heart  obey ; 
Nor  be  the  heav'nly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray  ! 

5  O  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  pow'rful  arm  can  save ; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

723— C.  M.  Hymn  300.  Add 

Death  of  a  Child. 

1  T   IFE  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour, 
JLi  How  soon  the  vapour  flies  ! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  flower, 

That  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 

2  Death  spreads  his  with  ring,  wintry  arms, 

And  beauty  smiles  no  more  ; 
Ah,  where  are  now  those  rising  charms 
Which  pleased  our  eyes  before  1 

3  That  once-loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead. 

Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 
We  weep,  our  earthly  comforts  fled, 
And  wither'd  all  our  joys. 

4  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore 

Shall  rise  in  full  immortal  prime, 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

5  Cease  then,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears ; 

The  Saviour  dwells  on  high  : 
There  everlasting  spring  appears, 
There  joys  shall  never  die. 


HYMN  DCCXXIV,  DCCXXV.  781 

724— C.  M.  Hymn  301.  Add. 

Death  of  a  Child. 

1  jnpiS  Jesus  speaks, — I  fold,  says  he, 

JL    These  lambs  within  my  breast : 
Protection  they  shall  find  in  me, 
In  me  be  ever  bless'd. 

2  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 

But  can't  dissolve  my  love  ; 
Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above. 

3  Their  feeble  frames  my  power  shall  raise 

And  mould  with  heavenly  skill : 
I'll  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 
And  hands  to  do  my  will. 

4  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 

And  shout  with  joy  divine, 
"  O  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are 
Shall  be  for  ever  thine." 

725— 7s.  Hymn  302.  Add. 

Death  of  a  Child. 

1  ly/TOURN  not  ye,  whose  child  hath  found 
-LVJ.  Purer  skies  and  holier  ground  ; 
Flowers  of  bright  and  pleasant  hue, 

Free  from  thorns,  and  fresh  with  dew. 

2  Mourn  not  ye,  whose  child  hath  fled 
From  this  region  of  the  dead, 

To  yon  winged  angel-band, 
To  a  better,  fairer  land. 

3  Knowledge  in  that  clime  doth  grow 
Free  from  weeds  of  toil  and  wo, 
Joys  which  mortals  may  not  share ; 
Mourn  ye  not,  your  child  is  there. 


782  HYMN  DCCXXVI,  DCCXXVII. 

726— S.  M.  Hymn  303.  Add. 

Death  of  a  pious  Child. 
HEN  sickness,  pain,  and  death 


xw 


Come  o'er  a  godly  child, 
How  sweetly  then  departs  the  breath  ! 
The  dying  pang,  how  mild  ! 

2  It  gently  sinks  to  rest, 
As  once  it  used  to  do 

Upon  its  tender  mother's  breast, 
And  as  securely  too. 

3  The  spirit  is  not  dead, 
Though  low  the  body  lies  ; 

But,  freed  from  sin  and  sorrow,  fled 
To  dwell  beyond  the  skies. 

4  That  death  is  but  a  sleep 
Beneath  a  Saviour's  care  ; 

And  he  will  surely  safely  keep 
The  body  resting  there. 


DEATH    OF    A    CHRISTIAN. 

727— C.  M.  Hymn  16,  Pt.  4.  B.  1 

The  righteous  blessed  in  death. 

1  TTEAR  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  proclaim! 
XI  For  all  the  pious  dead  ; 

Sweet  is  the  savour  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  bless'd  ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are ! 
From  suff'rings  and  from  sin  releas'd, 
And  freed  from  ev'ry  snare. 


s- 


HYMN  DCCXXVIIl,  DCCXXIX.         783 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 
They're  present  with  the  Lord  : 
The  labours  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

728— L.  M.  Hymn  16,  Pt.  5.  B.  1. 

The  righteous  blessed  in  death. 
AINTS  in  their  graves  lie  down  in  peace, 
No  more  by  sin  or  hell  opprest ; 
The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease, 
And  there  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

2  Thrice  happy  souls,  who're  gone  before 
To  that  inheritance  divine  ! 

They  labour,  sorrow,  sigh  no  more, 
But  bright  in  endless  glory  shine. 

3  There  shall  we  join  the  blissful  throng, 
And  meet  our  dearest  friends  again  ; 
And,  all  eternity,  our  song 

To  Jesus  raise,  and  with  him  reign. 

729— S.  M.  Hymn  16,  Pt.  6.  B.  1 

Triumph  over  death. 

1  A   ND  must  this  body  die  ? 
Jl\.   This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 

And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  moulding  in  the  clay  1 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 
Shall  but  refine  this  flesh; 

Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 
And  often  from  the  skies 

Looks  down,  and  watches  o'er  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  me  rise. 


784  HYMN  DCCXXX. 

4  Array'd  in  glorious  grace, 
Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine , 

And  ev'ry  shape,  and  ev'ry  face, 
Look  heav*nly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 
To  Jesus'  dying  love ; 

We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  pow'r  above. 

6  Dear  Lord  !  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  humble  songs, 

Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise, 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

730— C.  M.  Hymn  16,  Pt.  7.  B.  I 

The  prospect  of  Heaven  makes  death  easy  to  a  Believer 

1  mHERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
-L     Where  saints  immortal  reign: 

Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There,  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-with'ring  flow'rs  : 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heav'nly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolfd  between. 

4  But  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea ; 
And  linger,  shiv'ring,  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  O !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

These  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes  : 


HYMN  DCCXXXI,  DCCXXXII.  785 

6  Could  we  but  climb  wbere  Moses  stood, 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

731— L.  M.  Hymn  166.  B.  2. 

The  Death  of  the  Righteous. 

1  T"l  OW  bless'd  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! 
JLL  When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest, 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 

How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away, 

So  sinks  the  gale,  when  storms  are  o'er ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day, 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm,  which  life,  nor  death,  destroys; 
Nothing  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfetter'd  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 
Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ! 
How  bright  th1  unchanging  morn  appears ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

5  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies ; 
While  heav'n  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
How  bless'd  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! 

732— C.  M.  Hymn  130.   .\  1. 

Funeral  Hymn — A  saint  prepared  to  die. 
1    T^VEATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 
J-J  And  bear  my  spirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 
Nor  my  salvation  come? 


786  HYMN  DCCXXXIII. 

2  With  heav'nly  weapons,  I  have  fought 

The  battles  of  the  Lord  ; 
Finislfd  my  course,  and  kept  the  faith, 
And  wait  the  sure  reward. 

3  God  hath  laid  up  in  heav'n  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day, 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone  ; 
But  all  that  love  and  long  to  see 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  Jesus,  the  Lord,  shall  guard  me  safe 

From  ev'ry  ill  design  ; 
And  to  his  heav'nly  kingdom  take 
This  feeble  soul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 

And  hell  shall  rage  in  vain ; 

To  him  be  highest  glory  paid, 

And  endless  praise, — Amen. 

733— C.  M.  Hymn  132.  B.  1 

Funeral  Consolations. 

1  TTEAR  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  declares 
JLj-  To  those  in  Christ  who  die ! 

"  Releas'd  from  all  their  earthly  cares, 
"They  reign  with  him  on  high." 

2  Then,  why  lament  departed  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ! 
Death's  but  the  servant  Jesus  sends 
To  call  us  to  his  arms. 

3  If  sin  be  pardon'd.  we're  secure ; 

Death  has  no  sting  beside ; 
The  law  gave  sin  its  strength  and  pow'r ; 
But  Christ,  our  ransom,  died. 


HYMN  DCCXXXIV,  DCCXXXV.         787 

4  The  graves  of  all  bis  saints  he  bless'd, 

When  in  the  grave  he  lay ; 
And  rising  thence,  their  hopes  he  rais'd 
To  everlasting  day ! 

5  Then  joyfully,  while  life  we  have, 

To  Christ,  our  life,  we'll  sing; 
"  Where  is  thy  victory,  0  grave  ! 
"  And  where,  0  death,  thy  sting !" 

734— C.  M.  Hymn  124.  B.  L 

Funeral  Hymn — Dying  in  the  embraces  of  God. 

1  "TVEATH  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid, 
JlJ   If  God  be  with  us  there  ; 

We  may  walk  thro'  its  darkest  shade 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 

If  my  Creator  bid ; 
And  run,  if  I  were  call'd  to  go, 
And  die  as  Moses  did. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  promis'd  land  ; 
My  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 
And  pray  for  the  command. 

4  Clasp 'd  in  my  heav'nly  Father's  arms, 

I  would  forget  my  breath  ; 
And  lose  my  life  amid  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 

735— C.  M.  Hymn  126.  B.  h 

Funeral  Hymn  —  Victory  over  Death. 
1  "TT7HEN  death  appears  before  my  sight, 
VV     In  all  his  dire  array; 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight, 
My  courage  dies  away. 


788  HYMN  DCCXXXVI. 

2  But  see,  my  glorious  Friend  is  nigh ! 

My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives : 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

3  He  left  his  dazzling  throne  above, 

To  meet  the  tyrant's  dart ; 
And,  (0  amazing  pow'r  of  love  !) 
Receiv'd  it  in  his  heart ! 

4  Now  for  the  eye  of  faith  divine, 

To  pierce  beyond  the  grave  ! 
To  see  that  Friend,  and  call  him  mine, 
Whose  arm  is  strong  to  save. 

5  Lord,  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee  ; 

Accept  the  sacred  trust; 
Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust : 

6  Till  that  illustrious  morning  come, 

When  all  thy  saints  shall  rise, 
And  cloth'd  in  full,  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 

7  When  thy  triumphant  armies  sing 

The  honour  of  thy  name  ; 
And  heav'n's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  glory  to  the  Lamb  : 

8  0  let  me  join  th'  enraptur'd  lays, 

And  with  the  blissful  throng 
Resound  salvation,  pow'r,  and  praise, 
In  everlasting  song ! 

736— C.  M.  Hymn  304.  Add 

Present  with  the  Lord. 

1  TN  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 
X  The  moment  after  death, 
The  glories  that  surround  the  saint 
When  he  resigns  his  breath. 


HYMN  DCCXXXV1I.  789 

2  One  gentle  sigh  his  fetters  breaks ; 

We  scarce  can  say,  "  He's  gone," 
Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Its  mansion  near  the  throne. 

3  Faith  strives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail, 

To  trace  her  heavenward  flight ; 

No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil 

Which  hides  that  world  of  light. 

4  Thus  much  (and  this  is  all)  we  know, 

They  are  supremely  blest — 
Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  wo, 
And  with  the  Saviour  rest. 

5  On  harps  of  gold  his  name  they  praise, 

His  presence  always  view ; 
And,  if  we  here  their  footsteps  trace, 
There  we  shall  praise  him  too. 

737— 8s  7s.  "  Hymn  305.  Add. 

Consolation. 

1  (~\   YE  mourners,  cease  to  languish 
y~s  j    O'er  the  grave  of  those  ye  love  ; 
Pain  and  death,  and  night  and  anguish, 

Enter  not  the  world  above  : 
While  in  darkness  ye  are  straying, 

Lonely  in  the  deep'ning  shade, 
Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 

Round  th'  immortal  spirit's  head. 

2  0,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  ye  love  ; 
Far  removed  from  pain  and  anguish, 

They  are  chanting  hymns  above ; 
Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving 

From  the  hand  of  God  most  high  ; 
In  his  glorious  presence  living, 

They  shall  never,  never  die. 


790      HYMN  DCCXXXVIII,  DCCXXXIX. 

738— 7s.  Hymn  306.  Add. 

Jlngelic   Welcome. 

1  "  OPIRIT,  leave  thy  house  of  clay  ; 

O   Lingering  dust,  resign  thy  breath  ; 
Spirit,  cast  thy  chains  away, 
Dust,  be  thou  dissolved  in  death :" 
Thus  th'  Almighty  Saviour  speaks, 
"While  the  faithful  Christian  dies  ; 
Thus  the  bonds  of  life  he  breaks, 
And  the  ransom'd  captive  flies. 

2  "  Prisoner,  long  detain'd  below, 
Prisoner,  now  with  freedom  blest, 
Welcome  from  a  world  of  wo, 
"Welcome  to  a  land  of  rest !" 
Thus  the  choir  of  augels  sing, 

As  they  bear  the  soul  on  high  ; 
While  with  hallelujahs  ring 
All  the  regions  of  the  sky. 

3  Grave — the  guardian  of  our  dust ; 
Grave — the  treas'ry  of  the  skies; 
Every  atom  of  thy  trust 

Rests  in  hope  again  to  rise. 
Hark  !  the  judgment  trumpet  calls, 
"  Soul,  rebuild  thy  house  of  clay  ; 
Immortality  thy  walls, 
And  eternity  thy  day  !*' 

739— 8s.  Hymn  307.  Add. 

Longing  to  be  with  Christ. 

1  nno  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 
JL    My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone  ; 

Oh  bear  me,  ye  cherubims,  up, 
And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne. 

2  My  Saviour,  whom  absent  I  love, 
Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore ; 


HYMN  DCCXL.  791 

Whose  name  is  exalted  above 
All  glory,  dominion,  and  power  : 

3  Dissolve  thou  these  bonds  that  detain 
My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee  ; 
O,  strike  off  this  adamant  chain, 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 

i  When  that  happy  era  begins, 

When  array*d  in  thy  glories  I  shine, 
Nor  grieve  any  more  by  my  sins 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline : 

5  Oh  then  shall  the  veil  be  removed, 

And  round  me  thy  brightness  be  pour'd  J 
I  shall  see  Him  whom  absent  I  loved, 
Whom  not  having  seen,  1  adored. 

740— C.  M.  Hymn  308.  Add. 

Thanks  to  God  for  Victory. 

1  /~\    FOR  an  overcoming  faith, 
V_/  j    To  cheer  my  dying  hours  ! 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster  death, 

And  all  his  frightful  powers. 

2  Joyful  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 

My  quivering  lips  shall  sing, 
"  Where  is  thy  boasted  victory,  Grave  ? 
And  where,  O  Death,  thy  sting?" 

3  If  sin  be  pardon'd  I'm  secure, 

Death  has  no  sting  beside  ; 
The  law  is  sin's  condemning  power, 
But  Christ — my  ransom — died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory, 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid, 
Who  makes  us  conq'rors  while  we  die, 
Through  Christ,  our  living  Head. 


792  HYMN  DCCXLI,  DCCXLII. 

741— 4s  4s  6s  *  Hymn  309.  Add. 

Consolation. 

1  TT7HILE  here  I  sit 

VY  At  Jesus'  feet, 
Amid  the  vale  of  tears ; 

I'll  trust  his  grace, 

And  sing  his  praise, 
Nor  yield  to  doubts  and  fears. 

2  And  can  it  be 
That  I  shall  see 

My  Saviour  face  to  face  1 

Forever  prove 

His  boundless  love, 
And  endless  anthems  raise. 

3  The  thought  shall  still 
My  musings  fill, 

By  cares  and  sorrows  press'd ; 

The  blessed  hope 

Shall  lift  me  up — 
The  hope  of  endless  rest. 

4  When  God  appears 
To  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  pilgrim  eye, 

What  tongue  can  tell 

The  joys  they'll  feel, 
Throughout  eternity? 

742— C.  M.  Hymn  310.  Add. 

Future  Glory. 

1  JfiniS  sweet  to  rest  in  lively  hope, 

_L    That  when  my  change  shall  come, 
Angels  will  hover  round  my  bed, 
And  waft  my  spirit  home. 

'  This  become*  CM.  by  singing  tba  1st  and  2d  line*  as  one,  and  tbe  S3  and  6th  Una  H  on* 


HYMx\  DCCXLIII.  793 

9  There  shall  my  disimprisoned  =oul 
Behold  him  and  adore  : 
Be  with  his  likeness  satisfied, 
And  grieve  and  sin  no  more. 

3  Shall  see  him  wear  that  very  flesh 

On  which  my  guilt  was  lain  ; 
His  love  intense,  his  merit  fresh, 
As  though  but  newly  slain. 

4  Soon,  too,  my  slumbering  dust  shall  hear 

The  trumpet's  quickening  sound  ; 
And  by  my  Saviour's  power  rebuilt, 
At  his  right  hand  be  found. 

5  0,  may  the  unction  of  these  truths 

Forever  with  me  stay, 
Till  from  her  sinful  cage  dismiss'd, 
My  spirit  flies  away. 

743— S.  M.  Hymn  311.  Add 

Hope  in  Death. 

1  rpHIS  world  of  sin  and  death 
-L     Is  not  to  be  our  home  ; 

No  ;  by  the  light  of  precious  faith, 
We  seek  a  world  to  come. 

2  Jesus  is  gone  before. 
And  shows  our  feet  the  way ; 

His  death  has  made  an  open  door 
To  everlasting  day. 

3  Our  load  of  earthly  care, 
Temptation,  grief,  and  pain, 

Will  never  find  admittance  there, 
Or  break  our  peace  again. 

4  We  may  behold  the  tomb, 
And  songs  of  vict'ry  sing ; 

For  death  itself  has  lost  its  gloom, 
Since  Christ  destroy'd  its  sting. 
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794  HYMN  DCCXLIV,  DCCXLV. 

5  O,  may  we  walk  by  faith, 
Till  hence  our  souls  remove  ; 

Then,  by  its  light,  rejoice  in  death, 
And  find  our  home  above. 

744— S.  M.  Hymn  312.  Add 

It  is  not  Death  to  die. 
"T  is  not  death  to  die — 
To  leave  this  weary  road, 
And,  'midst  the  brotherhood  on  high, 
To  be  at  home  with  God. 

2  It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimm'd  by  tears, 
And  wake  in  glorious  repose, 
To  spend  eternal  years. 

3  It  is  not  death  to  bear 

The  wrench  that  sets  us  free 
From  dungeon  chain,  to  breathe  the  air 
Of  boundless  liberty. 

4  It  is  not  death  to  fling 
Aside  this  sinful  dust, 

And  rise,  on  strong,  exulting  wing, 
To  live  among  the  just. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Prince  of  Life! 
Thy  chosen  cannot  die  ; 

Like  thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife 
To  reign  with  thee  on  high. 

745— 8s  7s.  Hymn  313.  Add 

Hope  and  Comfort. 
1  TTAPPY  soul !  thy  days  are  ended, 
-CI  All  thy  mourning  days  below; 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended, 
To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go: 


HYMN  DCCXLVI.  795 

Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo  !  the  Saviour  stands  above, 
Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit, 

Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 
2  Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion, 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breast, 
To  his  uttermost  salvation, 

To  his  everlasting  rest. 
For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain  ; 
Die  to  live  the  life  of  glory, 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

746— C.  M.  Hymn  314.  Add. 

The  Rest  of  the  Grave. 

1  TJOW  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave ! 
XI   Where,  life's  vain  tumults  past, 
Th'  appointed  house,  by  Heaven's  decree, 

Receives  us  all  at  last. 

2  The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease, 
Their  passions  rage  no  more  ; 

And  there  the  weary  pilgrim  rests 
From  all  the  toils  he  bore. 

3  There  rest  the  prisoners,  now  released 
From  slavery's  sad  abode  ; 

No  more  they  hear  th'  oppressor's  voice, 
Or  dread  the  tyrant's  rod. 

4  There  servants,  masters,  small  and  great, 
Partake  the   same  repose  ; 

And  there,  in  peace,  the  ashes  mix, 
Of  those  who  once  were  foes. 

5  All,  levell'd  by  the  hand  of  death, 
Lie  sleeping  in  the  tomb  ; 

Till  God  in  judgment  calls  them  forth, 
To  meet  their  final  doom. 


796        HYMN  DCCXLVII,  DCCXLVIII. 

747  Hymn  315.  Add. 

Burial  Anthem. 

1  "DROTHER,  thou  art  gone  before  us, 
XJ  And  thy  saintly  soul  is  flown, 
Where  tears  are  wiped  from  every  eye, 

And  sorrow  is  unknown. 
From  the  burthen  of  the  flesh, 

And  from  care  and  fear  released, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

2  The  toilsome  way  thou'st  travell'd  o'er, 

And  borne  the  heavy  load  ; 
But  Christ  hath  taught  thy  languid  feet 

To  reach  his  blest  abode. 
Thou'rt  sleeping  now,  like  Lazarus 

Upon  his  Father's  breast, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

3  Sin  can  never  taint  thee  now, 

Nor  doubt  thy  faith  assail, 
Nor  thy  meek  trust  in  Jesus  Christ, 

And  the  Holy  Spirit  fail ; 
And  there  thou'rt  sure  to  meet  the  good, 

Whom  on  earth  thou  loved st  best, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

748— L.  M.     12s  lis.  Hymn  316.  Add 

Funeral  Hymn. 

HOU  art  gone  to  the  grave  !    but  we  will  not 
deplore  thee, 
Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass  the 
tomb ; 


!T 


HYMN  DCCXLIX.  797 

Thy  Saviour  has  pass'd  through  its  portals  before 
thee, 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through 
the  gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  !  we  no  longer  behold 

thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world  by  thy 

side ; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold 

thee, 
And  sinners  may  die — for  the  sinless  has  died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  !  and  its  mansion  for- 

saking, 
Perchance  thy  weak  spirit  in  fear  linger'd  long; 
But  the   mild   rays  of  paradise  beam'd  on  thy 

waking, 
And  the  sound  which  thou   heard'st  was  the 

seraphim's  song. 

i  Thou  art   gone  to  the   grave  !    but  we  will  not 
deplore  thee, 
Whose  God  was    thy  Ransom,  thy  Guardian, 
and  Guide ; 
He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  restore 
thee, 
And  death  has  no  sting,  for  the   Saviour  has 
died. 

749— 8s  7s.  Hymn  317.  Add. 

Death  of  a  Young  Sister  in  Christ. 

1   OlSTER,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 
O   Gentle  as  the  summer-breeze, 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 


■798  HYMN  DCCL. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber — 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low ; 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number, 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 

3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us ; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel ; 
But  'tis  God  that  hath  bereft  us, 
He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  is  fled ; 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 

750— L.  M.  Hymn  318.  Add. 

Sleeping  in  Jesus. 

1  A  SLEEP  in  Jesus !  blessed  sleep, 

-aA-  From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep ; 
A  calm  and  undisturb'd  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus !    O,  how  sweet, 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing, 
That  death  has  lost  his  cruel  sting. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus !  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest; 
No  fear,  no  wo  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power, 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus!    O,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be  ; 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
Waiting  the  summons  from  on  high. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be ; 
But  there  is  still  a  blessed  sleep 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 


HYMN  DCCLI,  DCCLII.  799 


RESURRECTION. 

751— L.  M.  Hymn  22,  Pt.  1.  B.  1. 

Resurrection  of  the  dead. 

1  "OLEST  Jesus,  source  of  ev'ry  grace, 
J.J  From  far  to  view  thy  smiling  face, 
While  absent  thus  by  faith  we  live, 
Exceeds  all  joys  that  earth  can  give. 

2  But  0 !  what  ecstasy  unknown 

Fills  the  wide  circle  round  thy  throne, 
Where  ev'ry  rapt'rous  hour  appears 
Nobler  than  millions  of  our  years ! 

3  Millions  by  millions  multiplied 

Shall  ne'er  thy  saints  from  thee  divide ; 
But  the  bright  legions  live  and  praise 
Thro'  all  thy  own  immortal  days. 

4  O  happy  dead,  in  thee  that  sleep, 

Tho'  o'er  their  mould'ring  dust  we  weep  ! 
O  faithful  Saviour,  who  shall  come 
That  dust  to  ransom  from  the  tomb  ! 

5  While  thine  unerring  Word  imparts 
So  rich  a  cordial  to  our  hearts, 

Thro'  tears  our  triumphs  shall  be  shown, 
Tho'  round  their  graves  and  near  our  own. 

752— C.  M.  Hymn  22,  Pt.  2.  B.  1. 

A  prospect  of  the  Resurrection. 

1  TTOW  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign, 
il   And  triumph  o'er  the  just; 
While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dust? 


800  HYMN  DCCLIII. 

2  Faith  sees  the  Lord  of  Glory  come, 

With  flaming  guards  around  ; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room, 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

3  Faith  hears  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead,  arise  r* 

And  lo  !  the  graves  obey  ; 
And  waking  saints  with  joyful  eyes 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 

4  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 

Rise  to  the  midway  air ; 
In  shining  garments  meet  their  King, 
And  low  adore  him  there. 

5  O  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 

Among  them  cloth'd  in  white  ! 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Is  infinite  delight. 

6  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 

When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  thro'  the  skies, 
On  love's  triumphant  wing. 


753— L.  M.  Hymn  167.  B.  2. 

Hope  in  the  Resurrection. 

1  TTNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 

vJ    Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust ; 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds.    "No  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 


HYMN  DCCLIV.  801 

3  So  Jesus  slept  ; — God's  dying  Son 
Pass'd  thro'  the  grave  and  blest  the  bed  ; 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne    * 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn ; 
Attend,  0  earth  !  his  sov*reign  word  ; 
Restore  thy  trust — a  glorious  form — 
Call'd  to  ascend  and  meet  the  Lord. 


754— C.  M.  Hymn  168.  B.  2. 

Prospect  of  the  Resurrection. 

1  npHRO'  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path, 
JL    Amid  the  deep'ning  gloom, 

We,  soldiers  of  an  injur*d  King, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 

And  all  our  pow'rs  decay, 
Our  cold  remains,  in  solitude, 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labours  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat, 
Unheeded,  o'er  our  silent  dust. 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

4  These  ashes  poor,  this  little  dust, 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 
Till  the  last  angel  rise,  and  break 
The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

5  Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  ev'ry  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays, 
And  the  long-silent  dust  shall  burst 
With  shouts  of  endless  praise. 
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802  HYMN  DCCLV. 

JUDGMENT, 

755— P.  M.  8.  7.  4  Hymn  19,  Pt  4.  B.  1. 

Day  of  Judgment. 
(AY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders  ! 
Hark  !   the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round. 
How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound  ! 

2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 

Cloth'd  in  majesty  divine  ! 
You,  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine ! 
"  Gracious  Saviour, 
«  Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine !" 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea : 
All  the  pow'rs  of  nature,  shaken 

By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee: 
Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4  Horrors  past  imagination 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 

"Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart! 
"Thou  with  Satan 
"  And  his  angels  have  thy  part !"' 

5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Lov'd  and  serv'd  the  Lord,  below  ; 
He  will  say,  "Come  near,  ye  blessecf, 

"  See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  : 
"  You  for  ever 
"Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 


HYMN  DCCLYI,  DCCLVIL  803 

6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 

May  this  thought  our  courage  raise ! 

Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches, 
Sighs  shall  then  be  chang'd  to  praise : 

May  we  triumph 

When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze. 

756— L.  M.  Hymn  169.  B.  2. 

Christ's  coming  to  Judgment. 

1  rpHE  Lord  shall  come,  the  earth  shall  quake, 
_L    The  mountains  to  their  centre  shake ; 

And  witlvring  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  stars  shall  pale  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  shall  come,  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowliness  he  came*; 

A  silent  lamb  before  his  foes, 
A  weary  man,  and  full  of  woes. 

3  The  Lord  shall  come  !  a  dreadful  form, 
With  wreath  of  flame,  and  robe  of  storm, 
On  cherub  wings,  and  wings  of  wind, 
Appointed  Judge  of  all  mankind. 

4  Can  this  be  He;  who,  wont  to  stray 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway, 
Oppress'd  by  pow'r,  and  mock'd  by  pride, 
The  Nazaretu,  the  crucified  ? 

5  While  sinners  in  despair  shall  call, 

"  Rocks  hide  us,  mountains  on  us  fall  !M 
The  saints,  ascending  from  the  tomb, 
Shall  joyful  sing,  u  The  Lord  is  come  !" 

757— C.  M.  Hymn  319.  Add. 

The  Final  Day. 
1   rpHE  day  approaches,  O  my  soul, 
J-     The  great  decisive  day, 
Which  from  the  verge  of  mortal  life 
Shall  bear  thee  far  away. 


804  HYMN  DCCLVIII. 

2  Another  day  more  awful  dawns ; 

And,  lo  !  die  Judge  appears  ; 

Ye  heavens,  retire  before  his  face, 

And  sink  ye  davken'd  stars. 

3  Yet  does  one  short  preparing  hour, 

One  precious  hour  remain  ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  with  all  thy  power, 
Nor  let  it  pass  in  vain. 

4  We  one  and  all  must  shortly  die, 

And  at  thy  bar  appear ; 
Now  be  our  intercourse  improved 
To  mutual  profit  here. 

5  For  this,  thy  temple,  Lord,  we  throng, 

For  this  thy  board  surround  ; 
Here  may  our  service  be  approved, 
And  in  thy  presence  crown'd. 


758— L.  M.  Hymn  320.  Add. 

The  Day  of  Judgment. 

1  rpHAT  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day, 

JL    When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day  1 

2  When  shrivelling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll ; 
When  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead; 

3  O,  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  thou  the  trembling  sinner"s  stay, 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 


HYMN  DCCLIX,  DCCLX.  805 

•759—C.  M.  Hymn  321.  Add. 

Judgment. 

1  T3EH0LD  the  day  is  come, 
-D  The  righteous  Judge  is  near, 
And  sinners,  trembling  at  their  doom, 

Shall  soon  their  sentence  hear. 

2  Angels  in  bright  attire 

Conduct  him  through  the  skies, 
Darkness  and  tempests,  smoke  and  fire, 
Attend  him  as  he  flies. 

3  How  awful  is  the  sight, 

How  loud  the  thunders  roar ! 

The  sun  forbears  to  give  his  light, 

And  stars  are  seen  no  more. 

4  The  whole  creation  groans, 

But  saints  arise  and  sing, 
They  are  the  ransom'd  of  the  Lord, 
And  he  their  God  and  King. 

760— C.  M.  Hymn  322.  Add. 

Anticipated  Judgment. 

1  npHAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
-L    Th"  appointed  hour  makes  haste — 

When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  word — Depart! 

3  O,  wretched  state  of  deep  despair — 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station,  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love. 


806  HYMN  DCCLXI. 

4  Jesus,  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

I  hang  upon  thy  breast ; 
Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee, 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

5  0,  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name, 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  word, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 


761— S.  M.  Hymn  323.  Add. 

Judgment  in  Prospect. 

1  \  ND  will  the  Judge  descend  ? 
S\.  And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 

And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes? 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 
The  terrors  of  that  day, 

When  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face 
Astonish "d,  shrink,  away  ? 

3  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 
The  mansions  of  the  dead, 

Hark  !  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread. 

4  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace — 
His  wrath  ye  cannot  bear ; 

Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

5  So  shall  that  curse  remove, 
By  which  the  Saviour  bled  ; 

And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
His  blessings  on  your  head. 


HYMN  DCCLXII,  DCCLXIII.  807 

762— 8s  7s  6s.  Hymn  324.  Add. 

A   Vision  of  Judgment. 
,ARK  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee, 


XD 


Black  clouds  are  gath'ring  fast; 
In  awful  power  thy  God  has  come, 
Thy  days  of  mirth  are  past. 

2  Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee. 

Red  flames  are  bursting  round ; 
Bright  lightnings  flash,  loud  thunders  roar; 
How  shakes  the  trembling  ground! 

3  Dark  brood  the  heavens  o*er  thee, 

Behold,  the  Judge  appears  ; 
Unnumber'd  millions  throng  around, 
Raised  from  the  dust  of  years. 

4  Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee, 

Soon  thou  wilt  hear  thy  doom  ; 
Destruction  opens  wide  for  thee, 
Thy  chosen,  final  home. 

5  Yet  stay — the  vision  lingers  ; 

Why,  sinner,  wilt  thou  die  ? 
Dark  brood  the  heavens,  but  mercy  waits— 
This  hour  to  Jesus  fly ! 

763— 7s.  Hymn  325.  Add. 

Christ's  second  Advent. 

1  TT  ARK  !  that  shout  of  rapt'rous  joy, 
-1-1   Bursting  forth  from  yonder  cloud  ; 
Jesus  comes,  and  through  the  sky 
Angels  tell  their  joy  aloud. 

2  Hark  !  the  trumpet's  awful  voice 
Sounds  abroad  through  sea  and  land  : 
Let  his  people  now  rejoice, 

Their  redemption  is  at  hand. 


HYMN  DCCLXIV. 

See,  the  Lord  appears  in  view, 
Heaven  and  earth  before  him  fly ; 
Rise,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  you, 
Rise  to  meet  him  in  the  sky. 

Go,  and  dwell  with  him  above, 
Where  no  foe  can  e'er  molest  j 
Happy  in  a  Saviour's  love, 
Ever  blessing,  ever  blest. 


764—  10s.  Hymn  326.  Add 

Day  of  Judgment. 

1  T~l  ARK !   from  the  deep  of  heaven  a  trumpet 
XI  sound 

Thunders  the  dizzy  universe  around  ; 

From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west  it  rolls, 

A  blast  that  summons  all  created  souls. 

2  And  swift  as  ripples  rise  upon  the  deep, 
The  dead  awaken  from  their  dismal  sleep  ; 
The  sea  has  heard  it ;  coiling  up,  with  dread 
Myriads  of  mortals  rush  from  out  her  bed. 

8  The  graves  fly  open,  and  with  awful  strife 
The  dust  of  ages  startles  into  life  ; 
All  who   have  breathed,  or  moved,  or  seen,  of 

felt, 
All  they  around  whose  cradles  kingdoms  knelt— 

4  Tyrants    and    warriors,    who    were    throned   in 
blood, 
The  great  and  mean,  the  glorious  and  the  good, 
Are  raised,  from  every  isle,  and  land,  and  tomb, 
To  hear  the  changeless  and  eternal  doom. 


HYMN  DCCLXV,  DCCLXVI.     809 

765— L.  M.  Hymn  327.  Add. 

End  of  the   World. 

"OW  great,  how  terrible  that  God, 


2H 


Who  shakes  creation  with  his  nod  ! 
He  frowns,  and  earth's  foundations  quake, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break. 

2  Crush'd  under  guilt's  oppressive  weight, 
This  globe  now  totters  to  its  fate  : 
Trembles  beneath  her  guilty  sons, 
And  for  deliv'rance  heaves  and  groans. 

3  And  see,  the  glorious,  dreadful  day 
That  takes  th'  enormous  load  away; 
See  skies,  and  stars,  and  earth,  and  seas 
Sink  in  one  universal  blaze. 

4  Where  now, — ah,  where  shall  sinners  seek 
For  shelter  in  the  general  wreck  1 

Can  falling  rocks  conceal  them  now, 
When  rocks  dissolve  like  melting  snow  ? 

5  In  vain  for  pity  now  they  cry, 
In  lakes  of  liquid  fire  they  lie  ; 
There  on  the  burning  billows  toss'd, 
For  ever,  ever,  ever  lost. 

6  But  saints,  undaunted  and  serene, 

Your  eyes  shall  view  the  dreadful  scene  ; 
Your  Saviour  lives,  though  worlds  expire, 
And  earth  and  skies  dissolve  in  fire. 

766— P.  M.  Hymn  328.  Add. 

Judgment. 

1   pi  REAT  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear ! 
VJT  The  end  of  things  created  ; 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 
On  clouds  of  glory  seated  j 


810  HYMN  DCCLXVII. 

The  trumpet  sounds — the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contain"d  before  ; 
Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  bim. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise, 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding ; 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding  : 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay, 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  him. 

3  But  sinners,  fill'd  with  guilty  fears, 

Behold  his  wrath  prevailing; 
For  they  shall  rise,  and  find  their  tears 

And  sighs  are  unavailing. 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone ; 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne, 

All  unprepared  to  meet  him. 

4  Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ! 

The  end  of  things  created  ; 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated ; 
Beneath  his  cross  I  view  the  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 

And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 


HEAVEN. 

767— C.  ML  Hymn  330.  Add 

Heaven. 

1  T>AR  from  these  gloomy  scenes  of  night, 
JL     Unbounded  glories  rise  ; 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 


HYMN  DCCLXVIII.  Ill 

2  Fair,  distant  land  !  could  mortal  eyes 

But  half  its  charms  explore, 
How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise, 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  more. 

3  There,  pain  and  sickness  never  come, 

And  grief  no  more  complains; 
Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom, 
And  endless  pleasure  reigns. 

4  No  clouds  these  blissful  regions  know— 

Realms  ever  bright  and  fair, 
For  sin  the  source  of  mortal  wo, 
Can  never  eater  there. 

5  There,  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite  ; 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 
With  infinite  delight. 

6  Prepare  us,  Lord,  by  grace  divine, 

For  thy  bright  courts  on  high ; 
Then  bid  our  spirits  rise,  and  join 
The  chorus  of  the  sky. 

768— L.  M,  Hymn  79.  B.  1. 

Eternal  Life. 

1  T^  TERNAL  life  !  how  sweet  the  sound 
-LJ    To  sinners,  who  deserve  to  die ! 
Proclaim  the  bliss  the  world  around, 
And  shout  the  joys,  ye  worlds  on  high. 

2  Eternal  life !  how  will  it  reign, 

When,  mounting  from  this  breathless  clod, 
The  soul  discharg'd  from  sin  and  pain, 
Ascends  t'  enjoy  its  Father,  God ! 

3  Eternal  life !  how  will  it  bloom 
In  beauty  on  that  blissful  day, 

When,  rescued  from  th'  impris'ning  tomb, 
A  glory  clothes  our  rising  clay ! 


812  HYMN  DCCLXIX,  DCCLXX. 

4  Eternal  life  !    0  how  refin'd 

The  joy  !  the  triumph  how  divine  ! 
When  saints,  in  body  and  in  mind, 
Shall  in  the  Saviour's  image  shine ! 

5  Holy  and  heav'nly  be  that  soul, 
Where  dwells  an  hope  so  high  as  this  ; 
How  should  we  long  to  reach  the  goal, 
And  seize  the  prize  of  endless  bliss  ! 

769— C.  M.  Hymn  329.  Add 

Heaven. 

1  rpHERE  is  a  world  of  perfect  bliss, 

JL    Above  the  starry  skies  ; 
Fatigued  with  sorrows  and  with  sins, 
I  thither  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  'Tis  there  the  weary  are  at  rest, 

And  all  is  peace  within  ; 
The  mind  with  guilt  no  more  oppress'd, 
The  conscience  calm  and  clean. 

3  Farewell  to  earth  and  earthly  things, 

In  vain  they  tempt  my  stay ; 
Come,  angels,  spread  your  downy  wings, 
And  bear  me  swift  away. 

4  I  long  to  see  my  Father's  face, 

And  love  and  sing  like  you ; 
Adieu,  adieu,  my  dearest  friends ; 
Vain  world,  once  more  adieu ! 

770— C.  P.  M.  Hymn  110.  B.  2 

The  heavenly  prospect. 
1  "O  EJOICING  now  in  glorious  hope, 

X\>   We  stand,  and  from  the  mountain  top, 

View  all  the  land  below; 

Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 

And  all  the  fruits  of  Paradise 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 


HYMN  DCCLXXI.  813 

2  A  land  where  sin  shall  ne'er  invade, 
Nor  doubts  shall  cast  a  gloomy  shade, 

With  ev'ry  blessing  crown'd  ; 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  righteousness, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace, 

And  all  his  praise  resound. 

3  May  we  this  better  land  possess, 
When  in  this  howling  wilderness, 

No  longer  we  shall  rove  ; 
Lord,  help  us  humbly  to  rejoice, 
In  hope  we  there  shall  hear  thy  voice, 

And  sing  redeeming  love. 

771—  C.  P.  M.  Hymn  336.  Add. 

Enjoyment  of  Heaven. 

1  npHERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
JL    To  mourning  wand'rers  given ; 

There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distress'd, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast — 
'Tis  found  above  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven  ; 
When  toss'd  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  her  tearful  eye, 

To  brighter  prospects  given  ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given : 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 


814  HYMN  DCCLXXII. 

772— P.  M.  11,  12  s.  Hymn  105.  B.  2. 

The  affections  detached  from  Earth,  and  aspiring  to 
Heaven. 

1  T  WOULD  not  live  alway :  I  ask  not  to  stay 

A    Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the 

way; 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here, 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  —  full  enough  for  its 

cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway,  thus  fetter'd  by  sin  ; 
,.'     Temptation  without  and  corruption  within  ; 

E'en  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears. 

3  I    would    not    live    alway:    no — welcome    the 

tomb ; 
Since    Jesus    hath    lain    there,   I  dread    not    ite 

gloom  ; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would    live    alway,   away  from    hi3 

God; 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright 

plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns: 

5  Where  die  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren,  transported  to  greet: 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And   the   smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the 

soul  * 


HYMN  DCCLXXIII,  DCCLXXIV.        G15 

773— C.  M.  Hymn  22,  Pt.  4.    t.  1. 

Hope  of  Heaven. 

1  TTTHAT  have  I  in  this  barren  land 

VV     My  Jesus  is  not  here  ; 
Mine  eyes  will  ne'er  be  blest,  until 
My  Jesus  doth  appear. 

2  My  Jesus  is  gone  up  to  heav'n, 

To  fix  a  place  for  me ; 
For,  'tis  his  will,  that  where  he  is 
His  followers  should  be. 

3  Canaan  I  view  from  Pisgah's  top ; 

Of  Canaan's  grapes  I  taste  ; 
My  Lord,  who  sends  them  to  me  hert 
Will  send  for  me  at  last. 

4  I  have  a  God  that  changeth  not ; 

Why  should  I  be  perplex'd  ? 
My  God,  who  owns  me  in  this  world 
Will  own  me  in  the  next. 

5  My  dearest  friends  they  dwell  above 

Them  will  I  go  to  see  ; 
And  all  my^friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

774— C.  M.  Hymn  331     Add. 

Heavenly  Rest. 

1  npHERE  is  an  hour  of  hallow'd  peace, 
JL    For  those  with  cares  oppress'd, 

When  sighs  and  sorr'wing  tears  shall  ce&«e, 
And  all  be  husb'd  to  rest. 

2  'Tis  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears 

And  doubts  which  here  annoy ; 
Then  they,  who  oft  have  sown  in  tears, 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 


816        HYMN   DCCLXXV,  DCCLXXVI. 

3  There  is  a  home  of  sweet  repose, 

Where  storms  assail  no  more ; 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

4  There,  purity  writh  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alloy  ; 
There,  they,  who  oft  had  sown  in  tears, 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

775— C.  M.  Hymn  109.  B.  2. 

The  hope  of  Heaven  supporting. 

1  "TT7HEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

VV     To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd, 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 

And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all ! 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heav'nly  rest; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

776— C.  M  Hymn  171.  B.  2 

The  heavenly  Jerusalem  anticipated. 

1    JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
•)     Name  ever  dear  to  me  ! 
When  shall  my  labours  have  an  end, 
In  joy  and  peace,  and  thee  1 


HYMN  DCCLXXVII.  817 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heavrn-built  Wjalls 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Tby  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3  0  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend ; 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  sabbaths  have  no  end? 

4  There  happier  bow'rs  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin,  nor  sorrow,  know  ; 
Blest  seats,  through  wild  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there 

Around  my  Saviour  stand ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee, 
Then  shall  my  labours  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joy  shall  see. 

777— P.M.     7.  Hymn  172.  B.  2 

Saints  in  Heaven. 

1  TTIGH  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 
XX  Dwell  the  raptur'd  saints  above, 
Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 

Happy  in  Immanuel's  love. 
Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 

Once  they  knew,  like  us  below, 
Gloomy  doubts,  distressing  fears, 

Tort'ring  pain,  and  heavy  woe. 

2  Oft  the  big  unbidden  tear, 

Stealing  down  the  furrow"d  cheek, 
35 


818  HYMN  DCCLXXVIII. 

Told,  in  eloquence  sincere, 

Tales  of  woe  they  could  not  speak 

But  these  days  of  weeping  o'er, 
Past  this  scene  of  toil  and  pain, 

They  shall  feel  distress  no  more, 
Never — never  weep  again  ! 

3  'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  th'  angelic  lyres  above. 
Hark — their  songs  melodious  rise, 

Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love ! 
Happy  spirits !  ye  are  fled, 

Where  no  grief  can  entrance  find, 
Lull'd  to  rest  the  aching  head, 

Sooth'd  the  anguish  of  the  mind ! 

4  All  is  tranquil  and  serene, 

Calm  and  undisturb'd  repose — 
There  no  cloud  can  intervene — 

There  no  angry  tempest  blows  ! 
Ev'ry  tear  is  wip'd  away, 

Sighs  no  more  shall  heave  the  breast.' 
Night  is  lost  in  endless  day — 

Sorrows — in  eternal  rest ! 

778— L.  M.  Hymn  146.   B.  1. 

The  Song  of  the  Redeemed  in  Heaven. 

1  "OEHOLD  the  saints,  belov'd  of  God ! 

JlJ  Wash'd  are  their  robes  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
Brighter  than  angels,  lo,  they  shine, 
Their  glories  splendid  and  sublime  ! 

2  Thro'  tribulation  great  they  came, 

They  bore  the  cross,  and  scorn'd  the  shame ; 

Now  in  the  living  temple  blest, 

With  God  they  dwell,  on  him  they  rest. 


3  Hunger  they  ne'er  shall  feel  again, 
Nor  pain,  nor  thirst  shall  they  sustain ; 


, 


HYMN  DCCLXXVIII.  819 

To  wells  of  living  water  led, 
By  God  the  Lamb  for  ever  fed. 

4  While  everlasting  ages  roll. 
Eternal  love  shall  feast  their  soul; 
And  scenes  of  bliss,  for  ever  new. 
Rise  in  succession  to  their  view. 

5  Here,  all  who  suffer'd  sword  or  flame 
For  truth,  or  Jesus'  lovely  name, 
Shout  vict'ry  now,  and  hail  the  Lamb, 
And  bow  before  the  great  I  AM. 

6  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  is  their  theme  ; 
They  sing  the  wonders  of  his  name  ; 
To  him  ascribing  pow'r  and  grace, 
Dominion  and  eternal  praise. 

7  To  him  who  lov'd  them  to  the  end, 
Their  surety,  sacrifice,  and  friend  ; 

To  him  who  wash'd  them  in  his  blood, 
And  made  them  kings  and  priests  to  God ! 

8  "Amen,"  they  cry,  "'tis  he  alone, 

"  Who  rightly  fills  his  Father's  throne, 
"To  him  be  glory  ;"  and  again 
Repeat  his  praise,  and  say,  "  Amen  !" 

9  0  sweet  employ,  to  sing  and  trace 

Th'  amazing  heights  and  depths  of  grace  ! 
To  spend,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
A  blissful,  vast  eternity! 

10  O  what  a  grand,  exalted  song, 
When  ev*ry  tribe  and  ev"ry  tongue, 
Redeem'd  by  blood,  with  Christ  appear, 
And  join  in  one  full  chorus  there  ! 

11  My  soul  anticipates  the  day; 

Would  stretch  her  wings  and  soar  away, 
To  aid  the  song,  the  palm  to  bear, 
And  bow,  the  chief  of  sinners,  there 


820  HYMN  DCCLXXIX. 

779— P.  M.     11.  Hymn  170.  B.  2. 

The  Christian's  Home. 

1  ?"|\/TID  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  com- 

-LV_L         plaints, 
How   sweet   to    my    soul   is    communion    with 

saints  ; 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home  ! 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of  peace! 
And    thrice-precious   Jesus,  whose    love   cannot 

cease ! 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 
I  long  to  behold  thee,  in  glory  at  home. 

3  I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free, 

"Which    hinders    my  joy  and    communion  with 

thee  ; 
Though  now  my  temptations   like   billows  may 

foam, 
All,  all  will  be   peace,  when  I'm  with  thee  at 

home. 

4  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 

0  give  me  submission  and  strength  as  my  day; 
In  all  my  afflictions,  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

5  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  0  give  me  thy  grace, 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy  face; 
Indulge  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  thy  throne, 
And  find  even  now  a  sweet  foretaste  of  home. 

6  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to  shine, 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine, 
And  in  thy  dear  image  arise  from  the  tomb, 
With  glorified  millions,  to  praise  thee  at  home. 


HYMN   DCCLXXX,  DCCLXXXI.         821 

780— Ss  7s.  Hymn  332.  Add. 

Life  and  Glory. 

1  TT7HAT  is  life?  'tis  all  a  vapour; 

VV     Soon  it  vanishes  away; 
Life  is  but  a  dying  taper ; 

O,  my  soul,  why  wish  to  stay  1 
Why  not  spread  thy  wings,  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy  1 

2  See  that  glory,  how  resplendent, 

Brighter  far  than  fancy  paints, 
There,  in  majesty  transcendent, 

Jesus  reigns,  the  King  of  saints. 
Spread  thy  wings,  my  soul,  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

3  Joyful  crowds  his  throne  surrounding, 

Sing  with  rapture  of  his  love, 
Through  the  heavens  his  praises  sounding, 

Filling  all  the  courts  above. 
Spread  thy  wings,  my  soul,  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

4  Go,  and  share  his  people's  glory; 

'Mid  the  ransonrd  crowd  appear ; 
Thine,  a  joyful,  wondrous  story, 

One  that  angels  love  to  hear. 
Spread  thy  wings,  my  soul,  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

781— L.  M.  Hymn  333.  Add. 

Heaven. 

1  TN  heaven  the  heart  o'erflows  with  love, 
A  And  every  eye  beholds  its  God ; 
The  passions  now  no  longer  rove, 
The  soul  is  wash'd  in  Jesus'  blood. 


822  HYMN  DCCLXXXII. 

2  Sin  is  for  ever  banish'd  thence, 
Ecstatic  raptures  fill  the  mind; 
The  low  delights  of  flesh  and  sense, 
Are  changed  for  pleasures  all  refined. 

3  Oceans  of  bliss  incessant  roll, 

Nor  Satan  tempts,  nor  tyrants  frown ; 
No  transient  clouds  o'erspread  the  soul, 
And  guilt  and  grief  are  never  known. 

4  0,  could  we  drop  this  cumbrous  clay, 
Soon  would  we  climb  the  upper  road ; 
On  wings  of  love  fly  swift  away, 

Till  we  shall  reach  the  throne  of  God. 


782— C.  M.  Hymn  334.  Add 

Saints  above. 

1  T7IEW  the  bright  ranks  in  order  stand, 

V     And  round  the  throne  appear ; 
Now  free  from  each  polluting  sin, 
And  each  distracting  care. 

2  They  know  no  grief,  nor  suffer  pain, 

Their  sighs  are  turn'd  to  songs ; 
Celestial  love  inflames  their  souls, 
And  praise  employs  their  tongues. 

3  In  Jesus'  righteousness  array'd, 

How  beautiful  and  fair ! 
Rich  the  enjoyments  they  partake, 
And  bright  the  crowns  they  wear. 

4  Could  I  but  hope  at  length  to  join 

The  spirits  of  the  just, 
I'd  trample  on  this  empty  world, 
Nor  cleave  to  earth  nnd  dust. 


RXMN  DCCLXXXIII,  DCCLXXXIV.        823 

783— C.  M.  Hymn  335.  Add. 

Heaven. 

1  "VTOR  eye  has  seen,  nor  ear  has  heard, 
J- i    Nor  sense,  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepared 

For  those  that  love  his  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come ; 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace ; 

No  lying  lips,  nor  envious  eye, 

Can  taste  or  see  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 

Where  all  their  names  are  found  ; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground. 

784— C.  M.  •    Hymn  22,  Pt.  5.  B.  t. 

Happiness  of  departed  Saints. 

1  TTOW  happy  are  the  souls  above, 
-LJL  From  sin  and  sorrow  free  ! 
With  Jesus  they  are  now  at  rest, 

And  all  his  glory  see ! 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  aloud  they  cry, 

"  That  brought  us  here  to  God :" 
In  ceaseless  hymns  of  praise,  they  shout 
Th»  virtue  of  his  blood. 


824  HYMN  DCCLXXXV. 

3  Sweet  gratitude  inspires  their  songs, 

Ambitious  to  proclaim, 
Before  the  Father's  awful  throne, 
The  honours  of  the  Lamb. 

4  With  wond'ring  joy  they  recollect 

Their  fears  and  dangers  past; 
And  bless  the  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  love, 
Which  brought  them  safe  at  last. 

5  Lord,  let  the  merit  of  thy  death 

To  me  be  likewise  giv'n  ;  » 

And  I,  with  them,  will  shout  thy  praise 
Eternally  in  heav'n. 

785— 7s.  Hymn  337.  Add. 

The  Redeemed. 

1  "TTTHO  are  these  in  bright  array? 

VV      This  innumerable  throng, 
Round  the  altar  night  and  day, 
Tuning  their  triumphant  song  ; 
"  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  once  slain, 
Blessing,  honour,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches, — to  obtain 
New  dominion  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod, 
These  from  great  affliction  came, 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 
Seal'd  with  his  eternal  name  ; 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 
"Victor  palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might, 
More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease,  unknown, 
On  immortal  fruits  they  feed; 
Them  the  Lamb  amidst  the  throne 
Shall  to  living  fountains  lead. 


HYMN  DCCLXXXVI,  DCCLXXXVII.     825 

Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs ; 
Perfect  love  dispels  their  fears ; 
And  forever  from  their  eyes 
God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 

786— 7s.  Hymn  338.  Add. 

Rising  Saints. 

1  T^ROM  the  roaring  surge  they  come, 
Jl  From  the  darksome  depths  of  wo, 
Peril,  weariness,  and  shame, 

Mark  d  their  chosen  lot  below. 

2  Sinking  in  the  ocean  brine, 
Jesus  caught  them  from  the  flood ; 
Lo !  how  bright  their  garments  shine, 
Blanched  in  their  Redeemer's  blood. 

3  Where  is  now  the  streaming  tear  ? 
Where  the  pang — the  secret  groan  ? 
Sin  nor  sorrow  mingle  here, 
Shadeless  splendour  gilds  the  throne. 

4  Like  the  rush  of  ocean  storm, 
High  the  thundering  chorus  blends ; 
Rich  with  life,  with  rapture  warm, 
Low  th'  adoring  circle  bends. 

5  One  their  Lord,  and  one  their  song, 
Saint  and  seraph  there  combine  ; 
Christian,  be  thy  faith  as  strong, 
Rest  as  glorious  shall  be  thine. 

787— 8s  7s.  Hymn  339.  Add. 

Christ  Enthroned. 
1   Tl  ARK  !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
i-i  Sound  the  note  of  praise  above  j 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices, 
Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love  : 
35* 


826  HYMN  DCCLXXXV1II. 

See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne, 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  Jesus,  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth ; 
Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth. 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  King  of  Glory,  reign  forever, 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown  ; 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own. 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

4  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing  ; 

Bring,  O,  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away; 
Then  with  golden  harps  we'll  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 

788— 6s  5s.  Hymn  341.  Add. 

Glory  to  the  Lamb. 

1  "T7^E  servants  of  God, 

JL     Your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad 

His  wonderful  name ; 
The  name  all-victorious 

Of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious, 

And  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high, 

Almighty  to  save; 
Yet  still  he  is  nigh, 
His  presence  we  have: 


HYMN  DCCLXXXVIII.  827 

The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation 

To  Jesus,  our  King. 

Salvation  to  God, 

Who  sits  on  his  throne ; 
Let  all  cry  aloud, 

And  honour  the  Son  ; 
Emanuel's  praises 

The  angels  proclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  faces, 

And  worship  the  Lamb. 

Then  let  us  adore 

And  give  him  his  right; 
All  glory  and  power, 

And  wisdom  and  might; 
All  honour  and  blessing 

With  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing, 

And  infinite  love. 


828  DOXOLOGIES. 


DOXOLOGIES. 


1.  L.M. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit  —  three  in  one, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 

2.  L.  M. 

PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  fl>vw, 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below, 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

3.  C.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  whom  we  adore  ; 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 

4.  C.  M. 

TO  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  Onq 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

5.  S.  M. 

TO  the  eternal  Three, 
In  will  and  essence  one  ; 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  be 
Co-equal  honours  done. 


T< 


DOXOLOGIES.  829 

6.     P.  M. 

10  God  the  Father's  throne, 
Perpetual  honours  raise, 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  praise : 
With  all  our  powers,  Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing,  while  faith  adores. 

7.     L.  P.  M. 

NOW  to  the  great,  and  sacred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  power  and  glory  given, 
Through  all  the  worlds,  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 
And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 

8.     C.  P.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God,  whom  heav'ns  triumphant  host 
And  saints  on  earth  adore  ; 
Be  glory  as  in  ages  past, 
And  now  it  is,  and  so  shall  last, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

9.  7s. 

SING  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love, 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

10.  7s. 

PRAISE  the  name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky, 
Praise  him,  all  the  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost : 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  his  praise  shall  last. 


830  DOXOLOGIES. 

11.     8s  7s. 

PRAISE  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven, 
Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise, 
As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given, 
Glory  through  eternal  days. 

12.     8s  7s  4s. 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit. 
Thou,  the  God  whom  we  adore, 
May  we  all  thy  love  inherit, 
To  thine  image  us  restore, 

Vast  eternal, 
Praises  to  thee  evermore. 

13.  P.  M.     7s  6s. 

TO  the  Father,  to  the  Son 
And  Spirit,  ever  bless'd, 
Everlasting  Three  in  One, 

All  worship  be  address'd. 
Praise  from  all  above,  below, 

As  through  the  ages  past, 

Now  is  giv'n,  and  shall  be  so 

While  endless  ages  last. 

14.  P.  M.     lis  8s. 

ALL  praise  to  the  Father,  all  praise  to  the  Son, 
All  praise  to  the  Spirit,  thrice  bless'd, 
The  Holy,  Eternal,  Supreme  Three  in  One, 
Was,  is,  and  shall  still  be  address'd. 

15.     P.M.     lis. 

O  FATHER  Almighty,  to  thee  be  address'd, 
With  Christ  and  the  Spirit,  one  God,  evel 
bless'd, 
All  glory  and  worship,  from  earth  and  from  heav'n, 
As  was,  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  be  giv'n. 


lM 


DOXOLOGIES.  831 

16.     P.  M.     8s  7s. 
Jlpostolic  Benediction. 
AY  the  grace  of  Christ  the  Saviour, 


And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

12  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union, 

With  each  other,  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

17.  L.  M. 

The  peace  of  God,  <§r.     Phil.  iv.  7. 

1  rpHE  peace,  which  God  alone  reveals, 
JL     And  by  his  word  of  grace  imparts, 

Which  only  the  believer  feels, 

Direct,  and  keep,  and  cheer  our  hearts. 

2  And  may  the  holy  Three  in  One, 
The  Father,  Word,  and  Comforter, 
Pour  an  abundant  blessing  down, 
On  ev'ry  soul  assembled  here. 

18.  P.  M. 
>Y  all  holy  spirits 

That  fill  the  wide  heaven, 

And  saints  upon  earth, 

Let  praises  be  given 
To  God.  in  three  persons,  the  God  we  adore, 
As  it  has  been,  now  is,  and  shall  be  e'ermore. 

19.  7s  6s. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 
The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  loftiest  praises  given, 
Now  and  forever  more. 


B 


832  DOXOLOGIES. 

Earth  join  with  heaven  in  singing 
The  praise  of  pard'ning  love, 

Till  the  loud  anthem  swelling 
Shall  reach  the  courts  above. 

20.  7s  6s. 

FROM  all  in  earth  and  heaven 
To  God,  the  Three  in  One, 
Be  boundless  glory  given, 

And  ceaseless  service  done ; 
Co-equal  praise  to  Father, 

To  Son  and  Spirit  be  ; 
One  God,  they  reign  together, 
In  holy  Trinity. 

21.  6s  4s. 

TO  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 
Hence,  evermore ; 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


GENERAL  TABLE  OF  SUBJECTS. 


HTMNs. 

Introductory  and  General  Praise  -    -    -      1 — 11 

The  Scriptures      -    - 18 — 24 

Divine  Perfections 25 — 43 

The  Trinity      -    - 44—50 

The  Son  and  his  Mediatorial  Work    -    -  51 — 150 
His  excellence  in  general  sung     ....    51 — 71 

Divinity  and  Sonship 72 — 77 

Names,  titles,  offices,  and  various  appellations  78 — 104 

Mediatorial  work 105—108 

Advent 109—117 

Death 118—132 

Resurrection 133—137 

Ascension  and  Exaltation 138 — 150 

The  Holy  Spirit 151—167 

Decrees 168 — 182 

Man's  Ruined  State — Warnings  -    -     -     183 — 199 

The  Law 200—237 

The  Gospel  and  its  Invitations     -     -     -    238 — 264 

Conviction  and  Penitence 265 — 295 

Conversion  and  Consecration  -    -     -    -    296 — 324 

The  Christian 325 — 466 

His  Character  and  Condition     ....    325—336 
His  Feelings,  Exercises,  Joyful  and  Sor- 
rowing   325—386 

Graces  and  Duties 387 — 466 

Love  to  God  and  Christ 387 — 397 

Love  of  Brethren 398 — 403 

Faith 404—409—413—450 

Progress 410 

Conformity  to  Christ 411,412 

Zeal  and  Activity 395,  414—421 

Self-denial 418 

Watchfulness 422,  426,  427,  431 

Consistency 428,  429 

Habitual  Devotion 430 

(833) 


834  TABLE  OF  SUBJECTS. 

HYMNS 

Perseverance 432 

Submission 434 — 440 

Heavenly-mindedness 443 — 448 

Contentment 448 

Integrity 449 

Charity 451—459 

Miscellaneous 460 — 466 

The  Church 467,  &c. 

General  Character 467—470 

Admission  of  Members 471,  472 

Formation  of 474 

Worship 475,  476 

Prayer 477—485 

Lord's  Prayer 486—502 

Ministry 503—512 

Sacraments     ----...-•---  513 

Baptism 514 — 520 

Lord's  Supper 521 — 548 

Missionary 549—609 

Revival 610—626 

Dedications 627—633 

Morning 634—637 

Evening 638—643 

New  Year      ...    - 644—649 

Seasons  of  Year 650—657 

Seasons  of  Life 658—667 

Mariners 668—671 

National  Occasions -    -  672 — 681 

Marriage 682—683 

Miscellaneous 684 — 699 

Death 700,  &c. 

Death  generally 700 — 715 

Death  of  a  Pastor 716—719 

Death  of  a  Child 720—726 

Death  of  a  Christian 727 — 750 

Resurrection      - 751 — 755 

Judgment 756 — 766 

Heaven 767—786 

Christ  enthroned  and  praised  -    -    -    -  787,  788 


INDEX 


TO  THE 

SUBJECTS  OF  THE  HYMNS. 


Activity,  Christian,  Hymn  415. 

Adam,  primitive  state  of,  174. 

Admission  to  the  church,  471,  472. 

Adoption,  331,  332. 

Adoration  of  Trinity,  48. 

Advent,  109,  113. 

Affliction,  submission  in,  362;  sanctified,  363,  378. 

Aged,  666,  667. 

Alarming,  186—189. 

Amen,  502. 

Angels,  song  of,  114;  Lord  of,  147;  their  welcome, 

738. 
Anger,  230. 

Appeal  for  laborers,  594. 
Armour,  Christian,  419. 
Ascension,  138,  139. 
Ashamed  of  Christ,  303,  317,  541. 
Asking  way  to  Zion,  313. 
Atonement,  121.    See  Christ. 

Backslider  recovered,  371—373,  616. 

Baptism,  514,  520;  not  regeneration,  515;  infant,  516 

—519. 
Bearing  the  cross,  303. 
Bible,  18—24. 
Birthday,  687,  688. 
Brotherly  love,  231,  398,  399. 

(835) 


: 


836  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

Call  to  duty,  574. 

Caution,  Christian,  429. 

Charity,  451—459. 

Child,  death  of,  720—726. 

Christ,  praise  to,  52,  66,  68,  788;  glorying  in,  56,  57; 
all  in  all,  59,  60;  God  reconciled  in,  61;  love  to, 
63;  worship  of,  71;  fulness  of,  64,  260;  precious, 
65,  70;  grace,  69;  his  love,  393,  533;  life  and 
safety  in,  324 ;  union  to,  327 ;  knocking,  248 ;  lamb 
of  God,  82—84;  Immanuel,  72,  78;  day-star,  79; 
good  old  way,  90 ;  hiding-place,  98 ;  rock  of  ages, 
100;  shepherd,  101;  friend,  102,  103;  bread  of  life, 
534  ;  prince  of  peace,  558  ;  a  light,  572 ;  our  peace, 
104 ;  our  forerunner,  140 ;  his  meekness,  95 ;  our 
example,  99 ;  God  and  man,  73 ;  eternal  Son,  74 ; 
equal  with  Father,  75 ;  unchangeable,  77 ;  ever- 
living,  137 ;  our  strength,  433 ;  offices  of,  80,  81 ; 
high-priest,  85 — 88 ;  his  mission,  108 ;  nativity,  109, 
117;  substitute,  128;  sufferings,  122,  123,  127; 
atonement,  89,  121 ;  crucified,  126,  129 ;  death  of, 
125;  resurrection,  133,  134;  ascension,  138,  139; 
exaltation,  141 ;  intercession,  736 ;  his  reign,  557, 
587,  787 ;  second  coming,  763. 

Christians,  325 ;  their  wealth,  336 ;  rejoicing  in  mercy, 
337,  338;  in  hope,  340;  seeking  rest,  343,  379; 
flying  to  Christ,  347 ;  pleading  in  distress,  356 ; 
mourning  for  sin,  359,  365,  366,  368,  369 ;  breath- 
ing after  Holy  Spirit,  166,  365 ;  after  heaven,  444, 
770,  772,  773,  776  ;  following  Christ,  445 ;  clinging 
to,  390 ;  longing  for,  392 ;  in  darkness,  357,  364 ; 
struggling  with  unbelief,  537 ;  seeking  peace  of 
mind,  386  ;  called  to  gratitude,  385 ;  portion  of,  382 ; 
pattern  of,  395 ;  warfare  of,  421 ;  race  of,  417 ;  one 
family,  403 ;  comforted,  361 ;  confidence  in  Lord, 
345,382,413;  only  comfort,  253;  final  triumph,  341. 

Church,  467,  469  ;  her  glories,  468,  552;  her  appeal, 
473;  admission  to,  471,  472;  prayer  for  increase, 
555  ;  her  prospects,  556  ;  organization  of  a,  474. 

Communion  of  saints,  400 — 402;  with  Christ,  539. 

Confession,  prayer,  &c,  12. 

Confidence  and  submission,  346,  413. 

Conflict,  355. 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS.  837 

Conformity  to  Christ,  411,  412. 

Consecration,  307,  699. 

Consistency,  428. 

Contentment,  441,  448. 

Conversion,  308,  322;  joy  of,  296,  297;  of  children, 

228. 
Convert,  choosing  people  of  God,  311 ;  acknowledging 

mercy,  316  ;  joining  church.  626. 
Conviction,  268,  289. 
Contrite  heart,  277.  288,  295. 
Creation,  praising  God,  6,  35,  173;  celebrated,  34. 
Cross,  glory  in,  130;  taking  the,  301,  303;  subdued 

by,  304. 
Crucifixion,  729. 

Darkness  removed,  360. 

Day-star,  79. 

Death,  generally,  700—716  ;  of  pastor,  717—719 ;  of 

child,  720—726  ;  of  Christian,  727—750. 
Dedication  of  church,  627 — 633 ;  of  self,  renewed,  318. 
Deliverance  from  evil  companions,  314. 
Depravity,  184. 

Election,  169,  170;  to  holiness,  172;  in  Christ,  335. 

Eternity,  708. 

Evening,  639-644  ;  Saturday,  643. 

Exaltation,  141. 

Example,  Christ  our,  141. 

Experience,  Christian,  326. 

Expostulation,  258.      * 

Faith,  404,  405  ;  not  meritorious,  406 ;  triumph  of, 
171 ;  life  of,  334  ;  conflicts  of,  354,  367,  466  ;  power 
of,  407,  409 ;  steadfastness  in,  408 ;  summary  of, 
698. 

Family,  the  happy,  232 ;  vow,  466. 

Farewell  to  missionaries,  561,  595 — 600. 

Fast-day,  611,  620. 

Forerunner,  140. 

Forgiveness,  250,  497. 

Forsaking  all  for  Christ,  312;  Christ,  324. 

Foundation,  firm,  333. 


838  INDEX   OF    SUBJECTS. 

Fountain  of  Christ's  blood,  89,  623 ;  of  living  waters, 

245,  577. 
Free  grace,  252. 
Friends,  their  parting,  684,  685  ;  reunion  of,  687. 

Gethsemane,  118,  119. 

Gilead,  balm  of,  262. 

Glory  of  latter  day,  556,  567,  575,  591. 

God,  our,  442;  our  Father,  487  ;  exalted  above  praise, 
25  ;  perfections  of,  26  ;  the  Father  and  Creator,  27 ; 
incomprehensible,  28  ;  greatness,  29 ;  omnipotence, 
31;  omniscience,  30;  invisible,  32;  known  by  his 
works,  34  ;  ever-living,  33  ;  love  of,  36,  37 ;  good- 
ness of,  38 ;  justice  of,  39,  40;  loving-kindness,  41 ; 
speaking  peace,  43;  reconciled  in  Christ,  62;  a 
refuge,  348 ;  our  helper,  374,  376 ;  his  name  hal- 
lowed, 490 ;  with  us,  569. 

Gospel  and  invitations,  240 ;  power  of  God,  241 ;  a 
fountain,  245  ;  effects  of,  551 ;  spread  of,  552,  573, 
578;  triumph  of,  563,  565,  586,  588;  banner,  580. 

Golgotha,  132. 

Grace,  free,  252;  sought,  275,  295;  miracle  of,  309; 
distinguishing,  310;  reliance  on,  319;  triumphs  of, 
321 ;  work  of,  330 ;  victory  through,  499. 

Harvest,  624. 

Heavenly-mindedness,  443,  444,  446. 

Heaven,  777 — 785. 

Hiding-place,  98. 

Home,  779;  in  view,  501. 

Hope  in  trouble,  350;  encouraged,  351. 

Immanuel,  78. 
Incarnation,  107. 
Inconstancy,  369,  375. 
Intercession,  136. 
Introductory,  1 — 17. 
Invocation,  7 — 9. 
Israel,  the  Christian,  464. 

Jesus,  our  vital  head,  62;  a  Saviour,  94,  115;  only 
Saviour,  93 ;   gift  of  God,  96 ;  our  righteousness, 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS.  839 

97  ;  sitting  at  God's  right  hand,  143 ;  hath  the  key 
of  the  kingdom,  145  ;  Lord  of  angels,  147  ;  second 
coming,  149,  150.     See  Christ. 

Jews,  prayer  for,  493,  601—609. 

Joy,  339. 

Joshua,  the  Christian,  466. 

Jubilee,  242,  255,  562. 

Judgment,  755 — 766. 

Justification,  329. 

Justice  and  equity,  449. 

Laborers,  few,  584. 

Lamb  praised,  51,  82 — 84,  545. 

Law,  summary  of,  201 ;  its  spirituality,  203,  234  ;  use 
of,  204,  205,  207  ;  first  commandment,  22,  208  ;  se- 
cond commandment,  22,  209  ;  third  commandment, 
210 — 212;  fourth  commandment,  213—218;  fifth 
commandment,  219 — 228,  247;  sixth  commandment, 
229—232  ;  seventh  commandment,  233,  234  ;  eighth 
commandment,  235,  236  ;  ninth  commandment,  237; 
tenth  commandment,  238,  239. 

Life,  a  vapour,  196,  780;  issues  of,  710;  life  and 
safety  in  Christ,  324;  of  faith,  334;  eternal,  768; 
Christian,  447. 

Lord's  Supper,  521 — 548. 

Love,  231;  redeeming,  342,  393;  to  God,  387—391, 
394 ;  Christian,  398,  399 ;  to  creatures  dangerous, 
397. 

Looking  to  Christ,  300. 

Magistrates,  220. 

Marriage,  233,  682,  683. 

Mariners,  668—771. 

Mediator,  105  ;  confidence  in,  345. 

.Meditation,  442. 

Meekness  of  Christ,  95. 

Memorials  of  Christ,  532,  536. 

Mercy-seat,  483. 

Miracle  of  grace,  309. 

Middle  age,  665. 

Millennium,  494,  579,  583. 

Ministry,  503,  504 ;  their  commission,  505  ;  praise  for, 


840  INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS. 

507 ;  ordination  of,  508 ;  prayer  for,  509,  510 ;  in- 
stallation of,  511 ;  consecration  of  child  to,  512. 

Missionary  concert,  491 — 494,  549—609. 

Morning,  634—637. 

Mountains,  three,  694. 

National  occasions :-  f  asts,  672 — 676  ;   Thanksgiv- 
ings, 677 — 679  ;  Independence  day,  680,  681. 
Needful,  one  thing,  198. 
New  birth,  200. 

Oath,  211. 
Onward,  410. 

Pastor  sought,  506;  praise  for,  507 ;  sick,  716;  death 
of,  717—719. 

Parental  anxiety,  221 ;  duty,  225. 

Peace,  Christian,  104 ;  returning,  306. 

Penitential,  281—285,  315. 

Perjury,  312. 

Perseverance,  432. 

Pilgrim,  his  aim,  462;  guide,  344;  encouraged,  352, 
463,  464. 

Praise,  call  to,  1—4,  50. 

Prayer,  nature  of,  479  ;  preparation  for,  480 ;  exhor- 
tation to,  109,  477—481;  social,  482,  484;  foi 
children,  222— 227  ;  of  faith,  486  ;  Lord's  Prayer, 
486  ;  invocation,  487—489  ;  first  petition,  25,  490  ; 
second  petition,  491 — 404  ;  third  petition,  367,  378, 
384,  436,  440,  495  ;  fourth  petition,  182,  448,  496; 
fifth  petition,  497  ;  sixth  petition,  498. 

Presence  of  God  sought,  13. 

Preserver,  God  our,  181. 

Priest,  High,  85—88. 

Prisoners  of  hope,  298. 

Providence,  175 — 179. 

Procrastination,  259. 

Profession,  appeal  for,  473 ;  public,  699. 

Prodigal,  returning,  370. 

Race,  Christian,  417,  423. 
Redeeming  love,  342. 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS.  841 

Rejoicing  in  mercy,  337,  378 ;  in  hope,  340. 

Repentance,  190,  267,  281—284,  288. 

Resignation,  180,  380,  384,  434—438,  440,  737. 

Rest  sought,  343. 

Resurrection  of  Christ,  133—135 ;  of  Christian,  751, 
752. 

Retirement,  460,  461. 

Revival,  610—626. 

Righteousness,  Christ  our,  97. 

Righteous,  blessed  in  death,  727—733,  742,  745 ;  long- 
ing to  be  with  Christ,  739. 

Rock  of  ages,  100. 

Sabbath,  213—218,  638. 

Sacraments,  513,  515. 

Salvation,  251,  559  ;  not  of  works,  206. 

Samuel,  697. 

Saviour,  93,  94,  106. 

Self-denial,  48. 

Self-examination,  396,  525. 

Seasons  of  year,  650 — 657. 

Shepherd,  101. 

Sickness,  complaint  in,  377 ;  sweetened,  435 ;  reco- 
very from,  437,  689,  792. 

Sin,  indwelling,  359  ;  original,  185. 

Sinner  warned,  191,  261;  welcomed,  257 ;  self-con- 
demned, 280;  desponding,  279.  291 ;  invited  to  re- 
turn, 264  ;  heart  opened,  265  ;  seeking  pardon,  269 
— 271 ;  pleading  promises,  272 — 274  ;  his  resolve, 
276  ;  relief,  278  ;  submitting  to  God,  290,  292,  305. 

Sloth,  spiritual,  416. 

Song  of  Moses,  55;  of  Zacharias,  116;  of  Hannah, 
690 ;  of  Simeon,  691 ;  of  Hezekiah,  692 ;  of  Mary, 
693  ;  of  the  redeemed,  778. 

Star  in  the  east,  110;  of  Bethlehem,  778. 

Substitution,  120. 

Taking  up  the  cross,  301. 
Temptation,  465. 
Times  in  God's  hands,  176. 

Time,  swiftness  of,  644,  701 ;   brevity  of,  700,  704; 
and  eternity,  707. 
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842  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

To-day,  192,  194,  196,  256,  702. 

Tolling  bell,  705. 

Traveller's  hymn,  696. 

Trinity,  44—49. 

Triumph,  final,  341. 

Types  fulfilled  in  Christ,  354. 

Unbelief  rebuked,  439. 
Union  to  Christ,  238,  327. 

Warning,  186—199,  261,  713. 
Way,  90,  91. 

Warfare,  Christian,  419,  421,  424,  425. 
Wanderer  recovered,  370. 
Watchfulness,  422,  426,  427,  431. 
Worship,  introductory  to,  1 — 17 ;  family,  695  ;  social, 
10;  public,  475,  482;  closet,  476. 

Youth,  importance  of,  662 ;  called,  195,  247,  659,  661, 
664 ;  prayed  for,  222 — 228 ;  seeking  guidance,  658 ; 
exposure  of,  660 ;  beauty  of  piety  in,  663  ;  death  of, 
722 

Year,'  645—649. 

Zeal.  414. 


THE  FIRST  LINE  OF  EACH  HYMN, 

WITH   THE   PAGE   ON   WHICH   IT  IS   FOUND. 


Pag» 

Adam  in  paradise ~7, 

Affliction  isastormy Cotton 0£J 

Again  our  earthly ££? 

Agood  High  Priest Cennick Ail 

Ah!  what  can  I Hyde-. 464 

Ah!  whither  should  I C.Wesley 408 

Ah  !  wretched,  vile Steele. ..........  523 

Aid  us,  God Miss-  Psalmist . .  671 

Alas,  alas!  how  blind Strong 4b7 

Alas!  and  did Watts. 465 

Alas!   how  changed Knight 77a 

Alas!  what  hourly Steele 5bb 

All  hail  the  power Duncan 3bl 

All  hail,  thou  great Medley 31b 

Almighty  Father  of /•» 

Almightv  Father,  gracious Steele jas 

Almighty  God,  we  praise ji° 

Amazing  grace Newton 4** 

Amen  !  mv  Father  hears °^ 

Am  I  a  soldier Watts 5bS 

Amidst  these  various Cotton 0^4 

Among  the  princes. .    Watts 614 

And  did  the  Holv Steele 352 

And  have  I  measured C  Wesley 737 

And  is  the  gospel ...-Steele 331 

And  must  I  part Rippon 478 

And  must  this  body Watts... 783 

A nd  will  the  Judge .Doddridge 806 

Another  dav  has  passed Edmeston 718 

Approach,  my  soul Newton 605 

Arise,  great  God Merrick 094 

Arm  of  the  Lord C  Wesley 661 

Ascend  thv  throne Beddome 615 

Ashamed  of  Christ Needham 479 

Asleep  in  Jesus Mackaij 798 

As  when  the  weary Newton •  •  •  •  621 


844  INDEX   OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Pagt 

Attend,  ye  children 635 

At  thy  command Watts 651 

Awake  and  sing Hammond 301 

Awake,  awake  the  sacred Steele 345 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch Watts 566 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful Medley 289 

Awake,  our  souls;  away Watts 563 

Before  us  to  the  grave Bulwer 766 

Begin,  my  soul Ogilvie 263 

Begone,  unbelief Newton 577 

Behold  a  stranger Origg 442 

Behold  th'  amazing Campbells  Coll.  .  351 

Behold,  the  day  is  come Beddome 805 

Behold  th'  expected  time 686 

Behold,  the  grace  appears Watts 342 

Behold  the  heathen Voke 682 

Behold  the  mountain Logan 661 

Behold  the  potter Watts 384 

Behold  the  saints 818 

Behold  the  sin-atoning 319 

Behold  the  woman's Watts 341 

Behold,  what  condescending Doddridge 635 

Behold,  what  wondrous Watts 500 

Be  merciful  to  us Lyle 672 

Beneath  a  numerous  train 395 

Bleeding  hearts Hastings 450 

Blest  be  th'  Eternal Shoveller 724 

Blest  be  the  Saviour's M.  Wilkes 335 

Blest  be  the  tie Fawcett 550 

Blest  is  the  man Straphan 591 

Blest  Jesus,  when  my  soaring Higginbotham-  • .  308 

Blest  Jesus,  source ?91 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet Toplady 437 

Brethren,  let  us  walk  together Swain 549 

Bright  as  the  sun's Rooker's  Coll.  . ..  615 

Brightest  and  best Heber 339 

Bright  King  of  Glory Watts 314 

Brother,  thou  art  gone Mrtman 796 

By  faith  in  Christ 555 

Can  creatures  to  perfection Watts 279 

Chief  shepherd  of  thy  chosen 628 

Child  of  sorrow,  child  of  care Hastings 532 

Children  of  the  heavenly. . , Cennick 507 

Christians,  up S.  5. 674 

Christian,  wouldst  thou Hastings 580 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen 357 

Christ,  whose  glory Toplady 317 

Clamour  and  wrath 428 


INDEX    OF    FIRST   LINES.  845 

Page 

Come,  dearest  Lord Mason 418 

Come,  every  pious  heart Stennett 298 

Come,  Father,  Sop 426 

Come,  heavenly  peace Raffles 540 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all-quickening C.  Wesley 375 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm Burder 377 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove Cowper 380 

Come,  humble  sinner Jones 461 

Come  in,  ye  blessed 643 

Come,  let  our  hearts Swain 333 

Come,  let  us  join  in  songs Campbells  Coll.  .  322 

Come,  let  us  join  our C.  Wesley 553 

Come,  let  us  search Watts 585 

Come,  let  us  strike Reed 753 

Come,  my  Redeemer Reed 481 

Come,  my  soul Newton 459 

Come,  O  my  soul Blacklock 264 

Come,  O  thou  all-victorious Nicholson 270 

Come,  saints,  and  shout Higginbotham. . .  508 

Come,  shout  aloud His  ginbotham. ..  613 

Come,  thou  Almighty Ma  dan's  Coll.  ...  293 

Come,  thou  Fount Robinson 505 

Come  to  Calvary's  holy Montgomery  ....  452 

Come,  weary  souls. . ." Steele 440 

Come,  ye  that  know Burder 285 

Come,  ye  that  love .Steele 300 

Come,  ye  weary Hart 439 

Come,  we  who  love Watts 506 

Compared  with  Christ Toplady 304 

Contemplate,  saints lVardlaw's  Coll.  .  320 

Dare  we  indulge Scott 428 

Dark  brood  the  heavens 807 

Dark  was  the  night Praffs  Coll 346 

Daughter  of  Zion,  awake Fitzgerald's  Coll.   696 

Day  "of  judgment Newton 802 

Dearest  of  all Watts 304 

Dear  Lord,  and  shall Steele 373 

Dear  refuge  of  my Steele 513 

Dear  Saviour,  if  these  lambs Hyde 423 

Dear  Saviour   we  are Doddridge 497 

Death  cannot  make Watts 787 

Death  may  dissolve Watts 785 

Death,'tis  a  melancholy JVa'ts 771 

Death,  what  a  solemn  word Bulwer's  Coll. ...  765 

Death,  with  his  dread 744 

Deep  are  the  wounds Steele 326 

Delay  not Hastings 449 

Descend  from  heaven Watts 613 

Destruction's  dangerous  road Newton 403 


846  INDEX   OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Page 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners Beddome  .^ 521 

Do  not  [  love  thee Doddridge 542 

Doth  God  invite  me Beddome 456 

Enslaved  by  sin Steele 336 

Ere  the  blue  heavens Watts 312 

Eternal  God,  almighty  Cause 414 

Eternal  God,  enthroned 738 

Eternal  King,  enthroned 640 

Eternal  King,  the  greatest 287 

Eternal  life  !— how  sweet Gibbons 811 

Eternal  Power,  whose  high Watts 277 

Eternal  Sovereign Watts 422 

Eternal  Source Doddridge 730 

Eternal  Spirit,  we  confess Watts 373 

Eternal  Spirit,  God  of  truth Pratt's  Coll. 378 

Eternity,  stupendous  theme 769 

Faith  adds  new  charms Turner 556 

Faith,  'tis  a  precious Beddome 554 

Far,  far  beyond Medley 363 

Far  from  thy  fold Tatlock 472 

Far  from  the  world Coicper 593 

Far  from  these  gloomy Steele 810 

Father  of  all Doddridge 760 

Father  of  faithful C  Wesley 616 

Father  of  mercies,  bow Beddome. 627 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word Steele 272 

Father  of  mercies,  send 591 

Father  of  spirits,  grant Beddome 559 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly Steele 579 

For  a  season  ca  I  I'd  to  pa  rt . Newton 751 

For  ever  shall  my  fainting Scott 701 

Forgiveness,  'tis  a  joyful Gibbons 443 

Fountain  of  blessings Beddome 585 

Frail  youth  are  in Beddome 733 

Freemen,  awake  the  song Miss  Strong 749 

Frequent  the  day Brown 420 

Friend  of  the  friendless Cowper 459 

From  earliest  dawn 732 

From  every  stormy  wind Evan.  Mag 609 

From  Greenland's  icy Heber 660 

From  the  cross Hawes 448 

From  the  roaring  surge 825 

Gentle  Jesus,  how  I  love Campbell's  Coll.  .  328 

Give  to  the  winds Paul  Gerhardi. .  511 

Give  us  room Pratt's  Coll 697 

Glorious  things  of  thee Newton 599 

Glory  to  God  on  high mil's  Coll 297 


INDEX   OF    FIRST    LINES.  847 

Page 

Go  and  preach Mien's  Coll 687 

Go,  and  the  Saviour's  crace Morell 689 

Go,  for  the  Master  calls Hastings 688 

God,  in  the  gospel Beddome 435 

God  is  with  us M  Wilks 670 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious Cowper 390 

God  of  my  life C.  Wesley 753 

God  of  our  lives Doddridge 723 

God  of  the  nations Hastings 675 

God's  own  promise Huwes 503 

God  with  us Wood's  Coll 312 

Go,  messenger  of  love 665 

Go,  preach  my  gospel Watts 624 

Go  to  Golgotha Hastings 356 

Go  tune  thy  voice Hastings 262 

Go  watch  and  pray Hastings 407 

Grace  has  enabled 434 

Grace,  'tis  a  charming Doddridge 491 

Gracious  Spirit,  love  divine Stocker 377 

Great  Father  of  each Doddridge 379 

Great  Father  of  mankind Doddridge 603 

Great  God,  as  seasons Dobell's  Coll 729 

Great  God,  the  nations Gibbons 657 

Great  God,  thy  holy DobelVs  Coll 432 

Great  God,  to  thee Steele 719 

Great  God,  to  what Pratt's  Coll 367 

Great  God,  we  sing Doddridge 725 

Great  God,  what  do  I Luther 809 

Great  Heir  of  David's Pratt's  Coll 6£3 

Great  King  of  Zion 669 

Great  Lord  of  all Kingsbury 704 

Great  Ruler Steele 746 

Great  Saviour,  let  thy 685 

Great  Saviour,  who  .' 426 

Great  Source  of  order 421 

Great  Spirit,  through .Haweis 372 

Guide  me,  O  thou Robinson 510 

Hail,  my  ever-blessed Wingrme 483 

Hail,  sovereign  love Brewer 330 

Hail,  thou  once  despised Montgomery  ■ .  . .   307 

Hail  to  the  brightness Hastings 677 

Hail  to  the  Lord's Montgomery 662 

Happy  soul,  thy  days C.  Wesley 794 

Happy  the  heart Watts 541 

Hark  !  a  cry Campbell's  Coll.  .  674 

Hark  !  from  the  deep Montgomery  ....  808 

Hark!  from  the  tombs Watts 773 

Hark  !  hark  !  the  notes  of  joy 682 

Hark  !  my  soul .' ,  Cowper 546 


848  INDEX   OF    FIRST   LINES. 

Pago 

Hark  !  ten  thousand  harps Kelly 825 

Hark  that  shout 807 

Hark  the  glad  sound Doddridge 343 

Hark  the  song Montgomery  ....  666 

Hark  the  voice J.  Evans 644 

Hasten,  sinner Scott. ... 402 

Hearts  of  stone Har.  Sac 449 

Hear  what  the  voice Watts 782 

Hear  what  the  voice Watts 786 

Heirs  of  an  immortal Hastings 564 

He  lives,  the  great  Redeemer Steele 359 

Here  at  thy  table Toplady 652 

Here,  in  thy  name Montgomery  ....  711 

He  that  goeth  forth Hastings 707 

High  in  yonder Raffles 817 

Holy  and  reverend Needham 415 

Holy  Ghost,  dispel Toplady 375 

Holy  Ghost,  with  light Reed 378 

Hosanna,  with  a  cheerful Watts 717 

How  are  thy  servants Jlddison 760 

How  beauteous  are  their Watts 623 

How  blest  the  righteous Barbauld 785 

How  blest  the  sacred Steele 552 

How  calm  and  beautiful Spir.  Songs 358 

How  can  I  sink Watts 586 

How  condescending Watts 645 

How  firm  a  foundation Kennedy 501 

How  gentle  God's  commands Doddridge 560 

How  great,  how  terrible Davies 809 

How  happy  are  the  souls Toplady 823 

How  heavy  is  the  night Watts 469 

How  helpless Steele 460 

How  long  shall  death Watts 799 

Flow  oft,  alas Steele 529 

How  pleased  was  I  to  hear Beddome 604 

How  precious  is  the  book Fawcett 274 

How  rich  are  thy  provisions Waits 650 

How  sad  our  state Watts 457 

How  still  and  peaceful Logan 795 

How  sweet  and  awful Watts 638 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly Sicain 429 

How  sweet  is  the  Sabbath Bulwer 421 

How  sweet  the  name Newton 302 

How  sweet  to  leave Kelly 271 

How  tedious  and  tasteless Newton 544 

How  tender  is  thy  hand Hastings 534 

How  vain  are  all Watts 548 

How  vast  the  benefits  divine Toplady 385 

I  am  weary  of  straying Mrs.  York 535 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  849 

Page 

I  and  my  house C.  Wesley 597 

If  Christ  is  mine Beddome 504 

If  human  kindness Noel 637 

I  hear  a  voice Kelly 4P4 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer G  Wesley 360 

I  look  to  thee Hastings 469 

I  love  the  Lord Hastings 755 

I  love  to  steal Mrs.  Brown 513 

Immortal  God,  on  thee 347 

I  'm  not  ashamed Watts 301 

I  mourn  the  hidings Hastings 525 

In  all  my  vast  concerns Watts 280 

In  Christ  I  've  all DobelVs  Coll 303 

In  evil  long  I  took Newton 480 

Infinite  grace!  and  can  it  be Tucker 288 

In  God's  own  house 761 

In  God  the  Father 762 

In  heaven  the  heart Beddome 821 

Inquire,  ye  pilgrims Doddridge 487 

In  songs  of  sublime Reece1  s  Selection  .  383 

In  sweet  exalted  Francis 709 

In  the  cross  of  Christ Bowring 354 

In  thee,  O  Lord Campbells  Coll.  .  537 

In  thy  great  name Hoskins 268 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord Kelly 266 

In  vain  our  fancy  strives Newton 788 

I  pray'd  the  Lord Newton 5J7 

I  quit  the  world's Pious  Minstrel . .  478 

I  send  the  joys Watts 476 

Is  it  a  thing  of  good  report 570 

I  sing  th'  almighty  power Watts 283 

Israel,  thy  mournful Pratt" s  Coll 696 

Is  this  the  kind Watts 455 

It  is  not  death  to  die Bethune 794 

It  is  the  Lord Greene 575 

It  shall  be  well Hoskins 393 

I  would,  but  cannot Newton 518 

I  would  not  live  alway Muhlenburgh  .. .  814 

Jerusalem,  my  happy Montgomery  ... .  816 

Jesus,  and  shall  it Oreig 489 

Jesus,  at  thy  command De  Courcy 741 

Jesus  Christ,  methinks  I M.  Wilkes 310 

Jesus,  full  of  all     Turner 460 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming Doddridge 307 

Jesus,  I  my  cross Montgomery  ....  486 

Jesus,  in  thee  our  eyes 353 

Jesus  invites Watts 639 

Jesus  is  gone  above Watts 645 

Jesus,  lover  of  my Cowper 512 

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850  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Page 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich Doddridge 589 

Jesus,  my  love Beddome 329 

Jesus,  my  Saviour Beddome 559 

Jesus,  once  for  sinners 649 

Jesus,  our  souls' Doddridge 517 

Jesus,  save  my  dying Hastings 474 

Jesus,  the  King Campbell's  Coll.  .  669 

Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  souls 365 

Jesus,  the  spring Steele 327 

Jesus,  thou  art Parkinson's  Coll.    477 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love C.  Wesley 542 

Jesus,  we  bless 500 

Jesus,  we  sing  thy  matchless Doddridge 305 

Jesus,  while  our  hearts Maternal  H.  B.  .  539 

Join  all  the  glorious Watts 318 

Join,  all  who  love Medley 310 

Keep  silence  all  created Watts 382 

Kindred  in  Christ Newton 601 

King  of  Zion,  give Kelly 673 

Let  earthly  minds Newton 483 

Let  gratitude  waken Hastings 747 

Let  me  but  hear Watts 573 

Let  me  my  Saviour 620 

Let  others  boast Watts 393 

Let  party  names Beddome 549 

Let  saints  on  earth 663 

Let  songs  of  praises Coterell 371 

Let  them  neglect  thy  glory Watts . ...  292 

J.iet  those  who  bear 416 

Let  thoughtless  thousands Hoskins 494 

Let  us  adore 646 

Let  us  love,  and  sing Newton 299 

Let  worldly  men  from  shore Stennett 275 

Let  Zion's  watchmen Doddridge 624 

Life  is  a  span Steele 780 

Lift  up  your  joyful  eyes Beddome 729 

Light  of  those  whose 703 

Lo  !  he  comes Clivers 369 

Lo !  he  cometh Olivers 370 

Long  as  he  lives Mather's  H.  B.  . .  629 

Long  ere  the  sun Humphreys'  Coll.   292 

Look  down,  O  God Doddridge 698 

Look  up  to  yonder Campbell's  Coll.  .  583 

Look  up,  ye  saints Dobell's  Coll 616 

Lo !  on  a  narrow Bailee's  Coll 768 

Lord,  assist  us Maternal  H.  B.. .  425 

Lord,  at  thy  feet  I Brown 457 

Lord,  at  thy  feet  we Cennick 618 


INDEX    OF    FIRST   LINES.  851 

Page 

Lord,  at  thy  table Stennett 655 

Lord,  behold  thy  people Kelly 267 

Lord,  can  a  soul Newton 471 

Lord,  dismiss  us Taylor 604 

Lord,  how  secure Watts 412 

Lord,  I  am  pain'd Watts 534 

Lord,  I  am  thine Dames 647 

Lord,  in  thy  temple Watts 757 

Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee Montgomery  •• ..  711 

Lord  of  the  harvest Hastings 681 

Lord,  teach  us 607 

Lord,  thy  imputed  righteousness 498 

Lord,  we  adore Hoskins 493 

Lord,  we  bow  with  deep Mather's  H.  B.  .  ■  702 

Lord,  we  come Hart 266 

Lord,  when  our  offerings Bathurst 586 

Lord,  when  our  raptured Steele 386 

Lord,  when  we  bend Pratt's  Coll 269 

Love  divi ne,  all  love  excelling C.  Wesley 379 

Love  is  the  fountain Beddome 542 

Majestic  sweetness Stennett 314 

Many  woes  had  Christ Hart 346 

Mark  the  soft-falling Doddridge 658 

Mark'd  as  the  purpose Noel 664 

Men  of  God,  go  take Kelly 690 

Met,  OGod,  to  ask Scott 702 

Mid  scenes  of  confusion F.S.Key 820 

Mistaken  souls Watts 554 

More  joy  than  earth  can  e'er  afford  . . .  .Beddome 274 

Mortals,  awake Medley 338 

Most  gracious  Father Hoskins 618 

Most  holy  God 431 

Mourn  not,  ye  whose  child 781 

?*Ty  dear  Redeemer Watts 546 

My  drowsy  powers Watts 562 

My  former  hopes Cotcper 470 

My  God,  thy  boundless  love H.More 285 

My  God.  thy  service Doddridge 576 

My  Saviour,  God 630 

My  sou,  know  thou 733 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard Heath 568 

My  soul,  with  humble  fervour Livingston 489 

No  more,  my  God Watts 413 

Nor  eye  has  seen Watts 823 

No  strength  of  nature Cowper 496 

Not  all  the  blood Watts 321 

Not  all  the  nobles Stennett 495 

Not  the  malicious .Watts  499 


852  INDEX   OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Page 

Now  back  with  humble Walts 396 

Now  begin  the  heavenly Langford's  Coll. .  508 

Now  be  the  God  of  Israel Watts 344 

Now  be  the  gospel  banner Hastings 678 

Now  from  the  altar Mason 720 

Now  from  labour Hastings 718 

No w  I  resolve Steele 482 

Now  let  my  soul,  eternal 276 

Now  let  our  hearts  conspire Scott 592 

Now  to  the  Lord Watts 368 

O'er  the  gloomy Williams 664 

O'er  the  realms Coterell 672 

Oft  as  Hook M.  Wilks 5:»3 

Oft  as  the  bell Newton 767 

Oh,  Christ,  thou  glorious 313 

Oh,  could  I  find Harrison 528 

Oh,  could  I  speak Medley 309 

Oh  for  a  closer Cowper 526 

Oh  for  an  overcoming Watts 791 

Oh  for  a  thousand C  Wesley 308 

Oh  for  the  happy  hour Bethune 706 

Oh  God  of  Abraham Hastings 424 

Oh  God  of  Bethel Logan 424 

Oh,  God  of  Zion,  from  the  skies Campbell's  Coll.  .  700 

Oh,  happy  day Doddridge 490 

Oh,  how  divine Newton 475 

Oh,  if  my  soul Watts 465 

Oh,  in  the  morn 735 

Oh  Israel,  to  thy  tents 567 

Oh  let  my  trembling Gems 527 

Oh  Lord,  another  day Kirke  JVJiite 720 

Oh  Lord,  behold  us Mrs.  F. 427 

Oh  Lord,  my  best  desires Cowper 536 

Oh  Lord,  my  soul 411 

Oh  Lord,  thv  work  revive Hastings 706 

Oh  Lord,  when  faith 349 

Oh,  my  soul,  what  means Fawcett 515 

Oh,  Shepherd  of  Israel Hastings 530 

Oh,  Shepherd  of  thy  people Newton 714 

Oh,  speak  that  gracious Newton 4F& 

Oh  that  I  could  repent C.  Wesley 466 

Oh  that  I  knew Watts 519 

Oh  that  my  grovelling M.  Wilks 581 

Oh  that  the  Lord's Lyle 692 

Oh  the  sweet  wonders 654 

Oh  thou,  before  whose Evans"  Coll 775 

Oh  thou,  whose  tender Steele 462 

Oh,  what  amazing Medley 440 

01),  what  stupendous 590 


INDEX    OF    FIRST   LINES.  853 

Page 

Oh,  what  treasure Beddome 306 

Oh,  where  shall  rest Montgomery  ....  771 

Oh,  why  should  Israel's  sons Miss.  Psalmist  ■  .  695 

Oh,  ye  mourners,  cease Collins 789 

Oh.  Zion,  tune  thy  voice Doddridge 261 

Once  I  thought Newton 520 

Once  more,  my  soul Watts 716 

Once,  O  Lord Newton 699 

One  there  is,  above Newton 334 

On  the  mountain's  top Kelly 693 

O  turn,  great  Ruler Merrick 531 

Our  Father,  throned  in  heaven Godwin,  altered .  611 

Our  Father,  who  dost  lead 295 

Our  grateful  tongues 620 

Our  Lord  is  risen C.  Wesley 362 

Our  Lord,  our  God,  arise Wardlaw's  Coll.  .  677 

Our  nature's  totally 408 

Our  souls,  by  love Miller 551 

Our  souls  shall  magnify Watts 758 

Peace !  'tis  the  Lord Doddridge 577 

People  of  the  living  God Montgomery  ....  485 

Pilgrim,  burden'd 516 

Pity  a  helpless Hart 648 

Prayer  is  the  soul's Montgomery  ....  606 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus Stennett 467 

Raise  your  triumphant Watts 337 

Rejoice,  believer Newton 572 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  king C-  Wesley 364 

Rejoicing  now  in  glorious S12 

Religion  is  the  chief Fawcett 433 

Repent!  the  voice  celestial Doddridge 400 

Resistless  Sovereign 389 

Return,  my  soul,  enjoy Stennett 417 

Return,  my  soul,  unto 509 

Return,  O  wanderer W.  B.  Collyer  ...  453 

Rise  from  the  dust Beddome 561 

Rise,  gracious  God PratVs  Coll 667 

Rise,  my  soul Cennick 582 

Rise,  O  mvsoul 488 

Rock  of  ages Toplady 332 

Roll  on,  thou  mighty.... PratVs  Coll 688 

Sacred  wedlock 430 

Sad  pilgrim  of  Zion 594 

Safely  through  another Newton 721 

Saints  in  their  graves Medley 783 

Salvation!  O,  melodious Doddridge 443 

Salvation!  O,  the  joyful Walts 658 


854  INDEX   OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Page 

Saviour  divine,  we  know Doddridge 329 

Saviour,  visit Newton 700 

Say,  sinner,  hath. Hyde 446 

Say,  who  is  she Gibbons 659 

See  a  poor  sinner Medley 527 

See  from  Zion's Kelly 676 

See,  gracious  Lord Steele 743 

See  how  the  mounting 715 

See  the  leaves  around  us Bishop  Home 731 

See  the  vineyard 698 

Self-righteous  souls 491 

Send,  send  the  gospel 679 

Serene  I  laid  me  down Dwight 715 

Shall  we  go  on Watts 564 

Shepherd  of  Israel,  bend Doddridge 625 

Shepherd  of  Israel,  thou  dost Doddridge 626 

Shout  and  proclaim 656 

Shout,  for  the  blessed 598 

Since  Jesus  freely  did Bemdge 750 

Sin,  like  a  venomous Watts 395 

Sinner,  art  thou  still Newton 399 

Sinner,  is  thy  soul  prepar'd  767 

Sinners,  behold  that  downward Dobell 398 

Sinners,  rejoice Perry 351 

Sinner,  the  voice Fawcett 438 

Sister,  thou  wast  mild 797 

Soft  be  the  gently Collyer 311 

Softly  blow,  ye  favouring Miss.  Psalmist  . .  691 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives Watts 570 

Sometimes  a  light Newton 514 

Soon  may  the  last  glad  song Pratt's  Coll. 684 

Source  of  light  and  power Toplady 271 

Sovereign  of  all Doddridge 612 

Sovereign  of  life 746 

Sovereign  Ruler Raffles 458 

Spirit  divine,  attend Reed 712 

Spirit,  leave  thy  house Montgomery  ••  ••  7!  0 

Spirit  of  faith,  come  down C.  Wesley 374 

Spirit  of  holiness,  look  down 705 

Stand  fast  in  the  faith Brown 556 

Stand  up,  my  soul Watts 5f>5 

Star  of  peace 739 

Stay,  thou  insulted C.  Wesley 454 

Stern  winter  throws Steele 731 

Stoop  down,  my  thoughts Watts 772 

Stop,  poor  sinner Newton 397 

Strait  is  the  way Watts 563 

Stretch'd  on  the  cross Steele 349 

Stretch,  O  my  soul 668 

Submissive  to  thy  will Cowver 573 

Substantial  comfort Newton 445 


INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES.  855 

Pago 

Sweet  is  the  time Newton 735 

Sweet  the  moments Batty 350 

Swell  the  anthem 748 

Swift  as  the  winged  arrow Maternal  H.  B...  754 

Teach  us,  O  Lord 619 

That  awful  day Watts 805 

That  awful  hour  765 

That  day  of  wrath W.Scott 804 

That  God  who  made 409 

That  warning  voice Hastings 451 

The  blest  memorials 648 

The  blessed  Spirit Beddome. 372 

The  broken  bread 641 

The  day  approaches Doddridge 803 

Thee  we  adore Watts 723 

The  food  on  which Fellowes 655 

The  giddy  world Dwight 488 

The  God  of  grace Campbell's  Coll.  .  376 

The  gold  and  silver Griffin's  Coll 583 

The  head  that  once Urwick's  Coll 365 

The  heathen  perish 670 

The  King  of  heaven Doddridge 643 

The  law  of  God 410 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd Hastings 332 

The  Lord  is  my  strength Hastings 538 

The  Lord  Jehovah  lives Hastings 282 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns Watts 277 

The  Lord  our  God  is  full Kirke  White 281 

The  Lord  shall  come Hebcr 803 

The  Lord,  who  truly  knows JVewton 611 

The  moment  a  sinner Hart 502 

The  promise  of  my Watts 653 

The  promise  we  for C  Wesley 695 

There  is  a  fountain Cowper 324 

There  is  a  land Watts 784 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful Tappan 813 

There  is  an  hour  of  hallow'd Tappan 815 

There  is  a  world Beddome 812 

There  is  one  God 291 

There  's  a  refuge Edmeston 600 

There  seems  a  voice Mrs.  Opie 284 

The  righteousness,  th'  atoning  blood  . ..  325 

The  sacraments  are 632 

The  Saviour  bids  us Mather's  H.B...  572 

The  Saviour!— Oh,  what Steele 327 

The  Saviour  with  inviting Dobell 634 

The  song  of  Israel 693 

The  spacious  firmament Jlddison 2G5 

The  time  is  short Hoskins 763- 


856  INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES. 

The  voice  of  free  grace Thursby 444 

The  wondering  world Watts 302 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths Doddridge 419 

This  God  is  the  God Hart 290 

This  house,  O  Lord 713 

This  is  the  field 273 

This  world  of  sin  and  death TVaskbourne 793 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave Heber 796 

Thou  art,  O  God 414 

Thou  art  the  way Doane 325 

Though  parents  may 422 

Though  troubles  assail Newton 391 

Thou  lovely  Source Steele 30G 

Thou  only  Sovereign Steele 494 

Thou  reign'st,  O  Lord 617 

Thrice  happy  souls Doddridge 584 

Through  all  the  downward Hervey 579 

Through  all  the  various Collett 394 

Through  a  nother  year Bulwer 726 

Through  Christ  when  we 75i 

Through  sorrow's  night Kirke  White 801 

Thus  did  the  sons  of  Abram 634 

Thus  far  my  God Fawcett 506 

Thus  far  our  life's Montgomery  ....  595 

Thus  saith  the  first Watts 408 

Thus  saith  the  mercy Scott 633 

Thy  bounties,  gracious  Lord 587 

Thy  goodness.  Lord Gibbons 286 

Thy  greatness,  Lord Beddome 280 

Thy  people.  Lord Voke 659 

Thy  presence,  gracious  God Steele 272 

Thy  providence,  great  God DobeWs  Coll 727 

Thy  word,  O  Lord 275 

Time  is  winging  us Burton 764 

'Tis  a  point  I  long Newton 547 

'Tis  by  the  faith C  Wesley 557 

'Tis  finish'd  !— so  the  Saviour Stennett 354 

'Tis  finish'd  !  the  Redeemer DobelVs  Coll 357 

'Tis  Jesus  speaks 781 

'Tis  sweet  to  rest  in  lively Toplady 792 

To-day,  if  ye  will  hear Kent" s  Coll 441 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls Spir.  Songs 447 

To  Jesus  our  exalted Steele 650 

To  Jesus,  the  crown Cowper 790 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine Doddridge 405 

To  praise  the  ever-bounteous Need/iam 728 

To  thee,  O  God,  when  creatures  Doddridge 776 

To  thee,  who  reignest Gibbons 745 

To  thy  great  name Williams 626 


INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES.  857 

Fags 

To  us  a  child  is  born De  Cotlogne 341 

To  whom,  my  Saviour Hastings 543 

'Twas  on  that  dark Watts 636 

'Twas  the  commission Watts 631 

'Twixt  Jesus  and  the 498 

Ungrateful  sinners Doddridge 401 

Unite,  my  roving  thoughts Doddridge 290 

Unveil  thy  bosom Watts 800 

Up  for  thy  life Ch.  Intelligencer.  404 

Vain  are  the  hopes Watts 413 

View  the  bright  ranks Beddome 822 

Wait,  my  soul Maternal  H.  B...  537 

Wait,  O  my  soul Watts 390 

War,  horrid  war 743 

Watchman,  tell  us Bcwring 680 

We  are  a  garden Watts 600 

Weary  of  struggling 471 

Weary  of  wandering C.  Wesley 530 

We  bid  thee  welcome Montgomery  ....  628 

We  bless  the  prophet Watts 317 

We  come,  O  Lord,  before 740 

We  gi  ve  i  mmortal  praise 296 

Welcome,  sweet  day Watts 419 

Welcome,  welcome 472 

Welcome,  ye  hopeful Village  Hymns  . .  601 

We  now,  O  Lord,  approach Campbell's  Coll.  .  703 

We  seek  a  rest Newton 594 

What  a  changing Campbell's  Coll.  .  315 

What  does  the  worldling Shoveller 432 

Whate'er  thv  lot 434 

What  have  i  in  this 815 

What  is  life Kelly 821 

What  is  the  thing Montgomery  ....  442 

What  jarring  natures Crittenden 521 

What  shall  thedying 436 

What  sight  on  earth 429 

What  strange  perplexities 640 

What  though  the  arm 776 

What  various  hindrances Covper 608 

What  wisdom,  majesty Stennett 335 

When  beauty  clothes 727 

When  blooming  youth Steele 779 

When  darkness  long Covper 522 

When  death  appears Steele 787 

When  first  my  dangerous M.  Wilks 476 

When  frowning  death Lee 400 

When  gathering  clouds Lord  Glenelg  ...  510 


858  INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES. 

Pag* 

When  God  his  gracious 416 

When  Hannah  press'd Newton 756 

When  I  can  read Cowper 816 

When  I  survey Watts 355 

When  Jesus  dwelt 589 

When  languor  and  disease  Toplady 574 

When,  marshall'd  on  the  nightly Kirke  White 340 

When  morning  is  rising 610 

When  musing  sorrow - Noel -  515 

When  on  Sinai's Montgomery  ....  759 

When  shall  the  voice PraWs  Coll.. ..  680 

When  sickness,  pain,  and  death 782 

When  the  blest  day 381 

When  we  are  raised 757 

When  we  cannot  see Kelly 558 

When  will  the  happy  trump 685 

Where  are  the  dead Montgomery  ....  770 

Where  high  the  heavenly Logan 323 

Where  is  my  God Steele 606 

Where  shall  a  wretched Beddome 463 

Where  two  or  three  together Stennett 267 

Where  two  or  three,  with  sweet Kent 608 

While  here  I  sit Spir.  Songs 792 

While  1  to  grief Newton 708 

While  o'er  our  guilty Dairies 742 

While  on  the  verge H.M.  Williams. .  774 

While,  with  ceaseless Newton 726 

Whilst  thee  I  seek 571 

Who  are  these  in  bright 824 

Who  are  these  that  come C  Wesley 708 

Who  but  thou,  almighty Village  Hymns  .  •  684 

Who  can  describe ~ Watts 475 

Who  can  have  greater 539 

Who  can  tell  what  notes 686 

Who  is  this  stranger J3Wd  from  Watts  454 

Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect Watts 385 

Why  is  my  heart Watts 532 

Why  should  gloomy Hastings 452 

Why  should  our  tears Cong.  H.  B 777 

Why  shouldst  thou  linger M.  Wilks 602 

Why  should  we  boast M.  Wilks 404 

Why  sinks  my  soul Hastings 4(53 

Why,  thoughtless  sinner 406 

Why  thus  impatient Cruder 774 

Why  will  ye  waste PraWs  Coll 406 

With  cheerful  voices  rise 751 

Withdeepest  reverence ..Rev.  Ed.  Butcher  282 

With  eyes  of  faith Hastings 583 

Within  this  house PraWs  Coll 713 

With  joy  we  meditate Watts 324 


INDEX   OF   FIRST  LINES.  859 

Pag. 

Without  blood  is  no  remission Kelly 348 

With  transport,  Lord Doddridge 363 

With  what  delisht Doddridge 366 

Would  you  behold  the  works Watts 740 

Wretched,  helpless 473 

Ye  angels  who  stand De  Fleury 504 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful Doddridge 734 

Ye  lovely  bands 737 

Ye  men  and  angels PratVs  Coll 763 

Ye  messengers  of  Christ Voke 690 

Ye  mourning  saints Doddridge 778 

Ye  saints,  proclaim Ryland 337 

Ye  servants  of  God Pratt's  Coll 826 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord Doddridge 569 

Yes,  I  adore  thee Hastings 294 

Ye  sin-sick  souls Phippard 653 

Yes,  I  will  bless  thee Hipginbotham...  •  264 

Yes,  I  would  love  thee £>.  Turner 544 

Yes,  we  trust 666 

Ye  trembling  captives,  hear Boyce 447 

Ye  wretched,  hungry Steele 642 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling Toplady 523 

*eal  is  that  pure tfewton 56C 


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